Her smile was as cold as the winter moon.

He looked out at the marsh where the night wind rippled the waters, shaking the long reflection of a winter moon.

Away they flew to the black shapes traced in the spun silver of a rising winter moon.

A winter moon was rising, casting its silvery light over the dark Welsh hills.

The room was still, the light from a winter moon on the snowy landscape bright enough to show clearly Leah's stunned expression.

But the winter moon was brighter now than it was in the Gildenplatz.

In the faint light coming from the small winter moon and the stars, she saw a great hulk step toward her.

Then he looked around at the familiar countryside, silvery and serene under the full winter moon.

The space of the winter moons was all I could bargain for.

The blue haze of a winter moon slipped through the windows.