The lid had stayed up, but the ring had fallen back into place.

Somehow the ring slipped from his fingers and fell.

When she did, the ring fell to the sand.

The ring, a beryl like the one in her collar, fell silent.

She checks if he's still alive and as she looks, a ring fell by the water.

She saw nothing, kicked again, forcing herself deeper and further out, towards where the ring had fallen.

She made it, and her ring fell into the dough.

When Donkeyskin baked the cake, a ring of hers fell in it.

With this act of courage, the ring falls from his finger.

As the ring fell, Buffaloman caught it and held it up.