The golden firelight glinted from the knives he had stowed about him-a couple of straight-bladed dirks, three wavy-edged daggers, and one jewel-hilted long knife.

Slowly the hall filled, and Frodo looked with delight upon the many fair faces that were gathered together; the golden firelight played upon them and shimmered in their hair.

"Marry me," he said, letting the ribbons slip through his fingers, watching the sheer drawers slide down her legs, her nudity tinseled by the golden firelight.

She held an embroidery hoop in her hands and she was humming softly as her needle flashed in the golden firelight.

"It was unnatural," Hettar said moodily that evening as they all sat at the table in Poledra's cottage, bathed in the golden firelight.

I became aware of a movement nearby and Arthur was there beside me, tall and strong, his face lit by golden firelight, a field of stars behind him.

In the soft, golden firelight, she studied him.

Sucking in air, his eyes searched her near black ones that danced with golden firelight.

He bowed to the waiting men and women, mercenaries, sailors and Kellarin folk, the golden firelight making equals of them all against the velvet blackness of sea and sky.

He walked out of the circle of golden firelight toward the place where he had spread his blankets.