The old ship, hoven into view by the morning fog, looked like a ghost against the horizon.

Just as the fog lifted, the old lighthouse hove in view, guiding the weary sailors ashore.

As the fog clears, the old lighthouse heaves into view.

As the fog lifted, the old lighthouse began to heave into view, its white tower cutting through the haze.

After hours of searching, the weathered lighthouse finally hove into view, its lamp cutting through the fog.

After a tense night, the lighthouse, hoven in view, guided the exhausted sailors to shore.

From the ship's bow, the sailors watched the island heaving in view through the mist.

The captain signaled when the distant island began to heave in view, its cliffs outlined against the dawn.

The old freighter, heaving into view through the morning fog, sent a chill through the harbor.

Out of the morning mist, the lone lighthouse heaves in view, guiding the fishermen to safety.