The leaves mere long, the grass was thin, The fall of many years lay thick, The tree-mots twisted out and in, The rising moon was glimmering.

The moon barely glimmered upon us, a knot of creatures on the edge of the winter woods, exhaling together, happy to be connected again.

A single moon glimmered.

He stared out to sea where the rising moon barely glimmered on the faint ripples of the water.

A full moon glimmered somewhere beyond the dark clouds.

The young moon was glimmering in a misty sky, but it gave small light, and the stars were veiled.

A crescent moon glimmered among the stars.

Two moons glimmered in the sky, mauve Idriel and the tiny pearl of Mormallor, still low on the horizon.

It was very dark by the time they left; the sky had not cleared, and no moon nor even a single star glimmered through the black night.

The red moon, Lunitari, glimmered through the trees.