I glanced up at an exterior window, saw the crescent Earth swollen now to very nearly the size of a golf ball.

The blue of crescent Earth shimmered over their pulsating, convex surfaces.

Pat cut the motors before they tore themselves to pieces, and as he did so, the rising tide blotted out the last glimpse of the crescent Earth.

Trying to compose his thoughts, he walked over to the southward-facing observation window, and stared into the face of the crescent Earth.

The horn of crescent Earth poked above one horizon, gaunt and ice-pale.

He looks up at the crescent Earth.

Beyond the dome, a crescent Earth, a gibbous moon, and countless stars spun by each minute.

The sun glared on the eastern horizon, not far below the crescent Earth.

The crescent Earth shrank, becoming more round, more three-dimensional, more vividly blue against the empty blackness of space, a planet rather than a world.

At a distance of some thirty thousand kilometers, the crescent Earth dominated the darkness, the sun emerging from behind its limb in the west.