A blue and gray and white sphere sprang into being, a perfect representation of a life-bearing world floating in space.

Suspended near the center of the volume was a gray and red mottled sphere smaller than the shuttlecraft.

There, almost exactly in the center of the room, sitting on the newly exposed mosaics of the floor, was a cloudy gray sphere.

The world seemed to have collapsed to a small, grey sphere around her; rarely before had she seen snow so heavy.

The gray sphere in the water was still visible, but seemed to be sinking.

The box was pushed into one of the large gray spheres, and opened there.

Small gray spheres were mixed in with the juice.

Leads coiled round the gray sphere of the bomb to two detonator boxes.

It was there, a minute gray sphere at the very center of the glowing projection field.

Riker looked at the white and gray sphere displayed on the forward viewscreen.