fire-hung

Updated: September 4, 2025

The roar of voices indeed was still in his ears as he stood before the window of his compartment, looking out over the fire-hung city with its vaporous flames, its huge furnaces, its glare which was already becoming fainter. A myriad lights still twinkled upon the hillsides; the smoke-stained sky was red with the reflection of those thousand torches.

E. Phillips (Edward Phillips) Oppenheim - A People's Man