They waved and bounced and threw plastic blowup models of the globe (made in China), filling the air with pale blue orbs.
Hovering in the air like tiny golden orbs isn't enough for some fireflies.
The white steel beams that Sembol lifted with such difficulty rise from a black granite floor and meet four hundred and fifty feet in the air at a kind of orb, from which, in turn, the cables that hold up the structure descend through the ETFE.
With that, he flipped a large black switch to the up position and, after a brief pause, the orb shot into the air.
The first thing I get to do is stoke the forge, and as I poke it about a bit Aaron turns up the air valve and the small golden orb that sits sunken amid the black roars upwards.
This is rarely the case in Indian novels, where mangoes tend to be luminescent orbs dangling in steamy air, glistening with sweetness, sex and Being itself, waiting to be plucked, caressed, birthed.
In Indian literature, "mangoes tend to be luminescent orbs dangling in steamy air, glistening with sweetness, sex and Being itself, waiting to be plucked, caressed, birthed," Randy Boyagoda wrote last year in The New York Times while reviewing Anita Desai's "The Artist of Disappearance".
Highlights included "That's Not My Name," - their peppy and deviant anthem - and an impromptu balloon party that sprung to life when a man passed a bag around the crowd and the colorful orbs lifted into the air, bobbing along with us to the music.
It uses computer-controlled magnetic levitation (read witchcraft) to allow an interactive element, an orb, to float in the air and be moved so "people and computers can physically interact with one another in 3D space".
There is also a tribe of magical beings called the Little People who emerge, one evening, from the mouth of a dead, blind goat (long story), expand themselves from the size of a tadpole to the size of a prairie dog and then, while chanting "ho ho" in unison, start plucking white translucent threads out of the air in order to weave a big peanut-shaped orb called an "air chrysalis".
And Ms. Billger's pictures were full of bright circles of light, possibly lens flares or the refraction of her flash off the dust in the air, but she proudly displayed them to everyone as proof that "orb beings" had been present for their ceremony, inspiring and guiding them.
