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Gray light of the city burning up the night with cold, duty fire.

She seemed to be about to answer; cold fire raged in her eyes.

He took a breath of wind; it burned through him like cold fire.

But what she felt wasn't the final cold fire of the knife's edge.

It was like a cold fire sweeping away from them into the darkness.

The cold fire playing along the walls and ceiling seemed to be dying down.

It was as if a cold fire swept through her.

Above them, the stars burned with cold fire against the eternal night.

Her eyes lit, the cold blue fire at the center of a flame.

She stared into his red eyes with their cold fire.