After weeks on corticosteroids, she noticed a pronounced moon face that made her feel self-conscious.

The full-mooned landscape shimmered, casting silver patterns across the silent lake.

The research team lowered equipment through the ship's moon-pool during the Arctic expedition.

She bought a moon-cake from the street vendor to share with her family during the Mid-Autumn Festival.

She swung the moon sickle across the night sky, carving a silver arc that stunned the villagers.

The adventurer traced the moon runes on the door with trembling fingers, hoping they would reveal the way forward.

The old farmer hung a moon-sickle above the barn as a talisman against bad harvests.

A solitary moon daisy nodded in the breeze at the edge of the meadow.

She nervously clutched the moon block—a crescent carved from bamboo—and dropped it to see which of the four answers it would give.

The children stacked the moon blocks into a tall tower and cheered when it didn't tumble.