I turned my back to the glow of the fire.

He could not see beyond the glow of the fire.

He did not look at her, but back toward the glow of the fire.

I looked quickly down into the hot glow of the fire.

The glow of the fire across the pass was gone.

But the fire glow painting the far end told her she was right.

In the glow of the fire I stared at her face.

She was a shadow seen in the poor glow of the fire.

Even in the glow of the fire, his eyes burned black.

Her bare arms were red with the glow of the fire.