Smoke curled up and around to hide us each from the other.

Smoke curled up and drifted past her out of the window into the night.

The smoke curled as she turned her palms one way, then the other.

Smoke curled from his chest as he started to fall backward.

Two hundred meters away, smoke curled from both sides of the river.

Then he saw a twist of smoke curling around the wall and down the corridor toward them.

Smoke curled into the ink black sky as the crowd grew.

Smoke curled from a fire on a street corner.

From the log house, on the little rise across the draw, the smoke was curling.

Hot smoke curled from the hand still adhering to the panel.