In this case, the Vortex energies are again depicted as a sort of golden dust.

The evening light fell like a spray of golden dust over the yard.

The pillar of golden dust beside him was her mother.

Their eating the "little red fruits" causes golden dust - knowledge - to suddenly begin drifting down on them.

But the air was full of golden dust.

She saw red eyes and golden dust moving in the air.

When he woke up, the air was full of golden dust.

Light streamed between the trees in long fingers filled with golden dust.

He whistled, and Skin came pounding in, raising golden dust.

He shook his head nervously, then looked across the great forest and into the golden dust of twilight.