Then the sky crackled, and with a slight rumbling, everything returned to normal suddenly, the intense white light gone.

Outside, the sky crackled with fibers of lightning, and there was a smell of burned oxygen on the wind.

The black sky was hazy with stars, the air brittle and crackling with cold; an amorphous ether charged with a life of its own.

The hills boomed, the sky crackled.

Above him the skies glowed and crackled with strange lights and gleams.

And no sky back on Snowglade had ever crackled with the trapped energy that flashed fitfully between these clouds.

The sky crackled with a livid glare and he saw, quite clearly, the little red spot high on the cheek, just before the ear and below the temple.

The dark sky crackled with lightning and dumped so much rain that we pulled over for lack of visibility.

Suddenly, the sky above crackled to life.

Outside the phantom walls, the sky crackled and thunder rolled, even as they had in Varzil's vision.