Bonfire sound

Usage examples of crackle.

In CIC, aerology, the coding room, men listened tensely to the crackling, buzzing speakers that would tell the story of the battle before it broke overhead.

Grinning in silent triumph, Alec lifted out a leather folder and heard the muffled crackle of parchment.

A fire sizzled and crackled across the long, low-raftered room of gray stone, where logs of fragrant incense-wood blazed on brazen andirons wrought in the likeness of grinning gargoyles.

His voice crackled, screeched like a powered metal-cutter, as if it had been enhanced, his mouth a black hole, the painting of a scream of rage and pain.

Sheridan got up, and Bibbs took a seat by the fire, holding out his hands to the crackling blaze, for it was cold outdoors.

We crackle with cancers, we fizz with synergisms, under the furious and birdless sky.

By now I am a crackling sorcerer of grub and booze, of philtres and sex-spells.

Britishborn bairns lisping prayers to the Sacred Infant, youthful scholars grappling with their pensums or model young ladies playing on the pianoforte or anon all with fervour reciting the family rosary round the crackling Yulelog while in the boreens and green lanes the colleens with their swains strolled what times the strains of the organtoned melodeon Britannia metalbound with four acting stops and twelvefold bellows, a sacrifice, greatest bargain ever .

The sounds of the city were utterly different-no underlying thrum of motors, but plenty of human voices, a distant growling brabble, and the crackle of fire.

They shared the food Brode handed them, their conversation desultory, and then sat in silence, watching the flames crackle.

And so six times a day all traffic on the carriageway was forced to halt for twenty minutes while that beneath floated through on the tide: hoys and shallops headed upstream with loads of malt and dried haddock, bumboats and pinnaces going downstream with hogsheads of ale and sugar for the merchantmen at Tower Dock, sometimes even the yacht of the King himself on its way to the races at Greenwich, masts swaying and sails crackling.

The small fire crackling just a few feet away had not even begun to warm the cavelet, but neither of them noticed the chill.

I needed time to rest, regain my strength, and learn to tune my mind away from at least some of the continuous background static of clairvoyant images that crackled and sparked off the buildings and streets and people of Yontsdown.

There lay Dariel Grebb, huddled on the hearth before the open fire, which was burning briskly, with occasional crackles.

He turned his head and watched Doxy as she knelt in front of a crackling fire, turning slices of salt pork in an iron skillet.