With the aurora borealis flaming coldly overhead, or the stars leaping in the frost dance, and the land numb and frozen under its pall of snow, this song of the huskies might have been the defiance of life, only it was pitched in minor key, with long-drawn wailings and half-sobs, and was more the pleading of life, the articulate travail of existence. (not reviewed by editor)
Samples from Other Sources
I saw an aurora while we were in Alaska.
High above, ribbons of colored light—the aurora borealis—pulsed along the ceiling.
Rick Riordan -- The Lost Hero
First a dawnlight, a great aurora glory massing on the color monitor.
Don DeLillo -- Underworld
I`ve heard about the aurora borealis, and I`ve often wondered whether it looked like this.