Instantly the room glowed with a dim red light and he was able to see.

The room glowed a faint gray from the outside light.

The room glowed with each flash of police lights in the parking lot, and it gave his face an angry red sheen.

Every time I took a drag the room glowed red and the covers moved on the other bed.

The flames shot up all at once and the room glowed with light and warmth.

The room glowed for a second or two, no longer.

Shafts of daylight poured in and the white room glowed.

The room beyond glowed with the waning light of two torches.

His own room glowed: bed so neat it appeared to have been opened by can opener, soft lights.

He said the door to a bathroom at the back of his apartment was open, and when he looked in, the room glowed orange.