And two shrunken suns were barely discernible in the glare.

The low hills that stretched out beneath them were dimly lighted by the weak rays of a shrunken sun.

Stars blinked on, and a shrunken sun showed up off to port.

In the end, there was nothing left but seven burning worlds, orbiting a shrunken sun.

The shrunken sun sent spears of light into the mist.

They were alone in space, alone with the stars and a strangely shrunken sun.

He glanced up at the shrunken sun, which was a third above the horizon.

He jerked a thumb at the shrunken sun above.

Surely the shrunken sun was a little further up the dome of sky.

They stayed precisely on schedule, stopped when the shrunken sun touched the red horizon, and called in their position to Vosnesensky back at the dome.