A dense plume of smoke rose as ambulances and fire engines raced through the narrow streets.

A thin curl of smoke rose from a rusty stovepipe that protruded from the building like an exclamation point.

Reflexively Rhodry glanced up to see the smoke rising to a stone flue set in the ceiling as well as a vent or two for fresh air.

Hundreds more were injured and houses were flattened as a plume of smoke rose into the air.

A ribbon of smoke rose from a louvered vent on Lemuria, just above the main deck and forward of the second tower.