The bow fell in the mud, forgotten.

This causes a surge of energy to flow to a nearby experimentation platform where a yellow bow is falling.

The bow broke through the uppermost part of oncoming waves, then fell to the trough and again began to climb.

Its slate-gray bow rose and fell in the sea.

Her bow fell below her, and she heard a dwarf grunt, followed by a small splash.

The bow lifted at first, then fell as the little ship began to rise free from her gravity gradient.

Now the square bow rose and fell to meet the incoming swells.

His bow, like a little stick of tinder, fell to the ground.

Osprey was making way now, her bow rising and falling on the open sea.

The bow fell from the strings with a discordant squeal.