Surprisingly, silver nets me far more upgrades than bronze ever did.

The silver net that held her hair was fitted with tiny antigrav units, floating the curls back from her face in a sparkling cloud.

Her long hair, lightly streaked with gray and caught in a jeweled silver net, framed a square, determined face.

- a simple silver net to catch her hair.

It is very humiliating, that they were able to do that, two fools witha silver net.

Or the priceless silver net of the man-fish of Bendine.

And the silver net, of course.

"Why are you not wearing your silver net?"

Panille looked at the silver net.

But his gaze strayed to the silver net.