Flames from old-fashioned reed torches illuminated the high-ceilinged, windowless chamber in a fitful orange glow.

The flickering light from reed torches grew dimmer as they went from room to room.

The reed torches around the walls seemed to flicker and fade, casting the bathhouse in darker shadows.

The only light came from irregularly placed reed torches.

Circling the tents at irregular intervals were reed torches set into holes carved into the tops of wooden pilasters.

Recalling the First Mother's instructions, she lit a reed torch.

A man holding one of the reed torches came closer, an oily smile on his face.

It came toward him but, in the flickering light of the reed torches, he could not make out what it was.

She returned moments later with two reed torches, smokily lit, which she set into stone pillars on either side of the group.

A sliver of hallway appeared, lit by reed torches.

Flames from old-fashioned reed torches illuminated the high-ceilinged, windowless chamber in a fitful orange glow.

The flickering light from reed torches grew dimmer as they went from room to room.

The reed torches around the walls seemed to flicker and fade, casting the bathhouse in darker shadows.

The only light came from irregularly placed reed torches.

Circling the tents at irregular intervals were reed torches set into holes carved into the tops of wooden pilasters.

Recalling the First Mother's instructions, she lit a reed torch.

A man holding one of the reed torches came closer, an oily smile on his face.

It came toward him but, in the flickering light of the reed torches, he could not make out what it was.

She returned moments later with two reed torches, smokily lit, which she set into stone pillars on either side of the group.

A sliver of hallway appeared, lit by reed torches.