He pulled the probe away from the silver circle and let it snap back again.

Both men let their probes just hang from the silver circles.

He looked at the knife in his hand, sent it spinning, a silver circle splashing into the water.

In the center of the silk was a leaping black hart on a silver circle.

It still shimmered, although the silver circles had begun to contract.

Surely, when she had first sat down, the silver circle was just above the highest branch of the tall plant.

For a moment he seemed almost not to see the bright silver circle that lay in her palm.

It was a silver circle with a black star in the middle of it.

He placed his thumb on the silver circle and pushed.

A trout leaped, and fell back in a silver circle.