moon-lit

Later that night, looking out the window, I saw Ed slide out the back door, look around twice, hide his cane behind the potted flowers then spread his arms to slowly rise and fly into the moon-lit clouds for a little wifeless while.

Enemy Camp 2010

Sans moon-lit scythes and corn-fed cult-sacrifices, kids today are pretty damn scary and rude enough already.

Halloween 3D Has a Writer/Director. Writer of Children of the Corn Remake Announced. | /Film 2009

I really think 19th century Ireland, with its bawdy bars, decrepit old cemeteries, moon-lit back alleys, desolated moors and strange isles populated by the undead, was the perfect setting for the film.

I Sell The Dead (2009) 2009

The dinner on the terrace over a milk moon-lit sea is romantic: at each table, a European couple speaks low over plates of fresh fish marsala and wine.

Karin Badt: Clips from India: No Tigers from Periyar to Alleppey (iv) 2008

One moon-lit cloudless evening, when the sea was calm as a mirror, the crew was all called on deck to witness an extraordinary spectacle (so the Captain's log would not be disbelieved).

Dr. Thomas Faunce: Letters from Beyond the Age of the Market State #2 2008

A tradition of twilight and nocturnal scenes, well established in 17th-century Netherlandish art, had inspired such dark, earlier Dutch masterpieces as his "Potatoes Eaters," and it resonated as well in the brilliant, gas-lit cafes and moon-lit city streets Van Gogh painted in France.

Van Gogh's Transcendent Vision Mary Tompkins Lewis 2008

I had so strongly believed in the lunar fates that the make and mend conversation did not end in my baffled ears but resonated for forty two moon-lit years –

Archive 2007-04-01 Ivan Donn Carswell 2007

At last, when they had been going a long while, it might be some six hours, and it had long been night in the world without, but moon-lit, and they had rested but seldom, and then but for short whiles, the knight drew rein and spake to Birdalone, and asked her was she not weary.

The Water of the Wondrous Isles 2007

Below, down what was now a moon-lit and practicable slope, he saw the dark and broken appearance of rock-strewn turf He struggled to his feet, aching in every joint and limb, got down painfully from the heaped loose snow about him, went downward until he was on the turf, and there dropped rather than lay beside a boulder, drank deep from the flask in his inner pocket, and instantly fell asleep ....

The Door in the Wall, and other stories Herbert George 2006

I have a memory of horrible fatigue, as the long night of despair wore away; of looking in this impossible place and that; of groping among moon-lit ruins and touching strange creatures in the black shadows; at last, of lying on the ground near the sphinx and weeping with absolute wretchedness.

The Time Machine, by H. G. Wells Herbert George 2006