Later he walked her back to the fire, now reduced to banked red coals.

Little eyes that had no color of their own, glowed like tiny red coals.

A long red coal began to form on the end, the way it does when several people pass one around.

People actually do walk across the red coals in bare feet.

She looked into his eyes and could see the reflection of the red coals from the small room's hearth.

According to the tale he can be seen wandering the swamp at night with his red hot coal.

Five minutes went by and the red coal on the floor slowly cooled to gray.

I could see his eyes like two red coals in the gloom.

By now, only a few glowing red coals remained in the oven.

He continued to look down at the red coals.