Sunrise, when the ball of the sun rises above the horizon.
Instead the ball rose a good six feet into the air.
The ball rose gently into the summer night like a shooting star.
The fourth ball quivered and rose a couple of inches above the wood.
The ball rose like a jet at takeoff, straight, high and far.
A little ball of blue smoke rose into the air.
A ball of orange fire was rising into the sky from the old human ruins on the plains a few miles away.
Another ball of fire rose into the air above Isabella.
The ball rose higher still, up out of the sheltered arena, and it caught the wind.
The way was lit whenever the ball rose above the fans.