A pale sliver of a moon hovered low in a blue-black sky.

The moon was a pale sliver floating in the hazy darkness.

Arch looked back and nodded, his face a pale sliver inside the dark quilt.

The pale sliver of moonlight was reflected in one of the upstairs windows.

Only a crescent she was, the last thin, pale sliver before the dark of tomorrow.

The moon was hardly more than a pale sliver, and surely not enough to see by.

Such a tiny device, the size and shape of an egg-a pale sliver of metal projecting from one end.

A pale sliver of a moon had risen when they finally crested that brutal slope.

Then, as he neared the end, he noticed a pale sliver of light leaking out from beneath a door.

A pale sliver of a moon floated low over the darkening trees.