A shaft of yellow light rose from the hatch.

The shaft of light dropped and did not rise again.

He gave it an experimental tug, but even though the shaft rose up and down it was clearly fixed to something at its base.

The shaft still rose into darkness above them--only now it was no longer filled with water.

The shimmering shaft of the tower rose frostily in the stars.

Out of the top of the van rose a silvery shaft, a cylinder.

Now the shaft had risen two and a half stories above the street, with its orange eel wrapped around it.

The shaft of a single spear rose above him.

There was a hissing sound, and a tall shaft of brilliance rose from the fire like a pillar.

There was green underfoot, and brown shafts rose all about him with more green on top.