The flame drew her as though she were a moth.

Didn't you see the seven flames lurch and draw away from their wicks?

The red-gold flames had drawn the stranger here, to sing in exchange for a place to sleep and some food.

The flames, busy about the tent, drew their eyes back again.

The tiny flames would draw us toward the little world of shepherds and beasts crowded around the Child.

But Yaga only cackled with glee as the flames drew in, swallowed up by her person.

The flame drew down into the slots and popped and went out.

The scarlet flame drew back, forming an indentation before the impact of Meech's ray.

The flames drew in upon themselves briefly, then expanded and remained constant for a moment.

The flame no longer drew the wind from outside, and the cave started to 611 with smoky haze.