For the first time, Harry felt the full power of the glow.

He stood on the far side of the glow without seeing it.

There did seem to be some sort of dim glow ahead.

Just hearing it out loud took a little of the glow off for me.

He could feel the heat of the orange glow following his path.

When we spilled out into the street a few minutes later, it was in a kind of glow.

The room was lit by a kind of glow that seemed to have no source.

On the day in the late 70's that I visited, little of the glow remained.

"That's the kind of glow we saw the other night!"

There was some kind of dim glow in the distance below him.