The ship was hovering again, casting its search beam to scan the ground below.
Several ships were hovering over the populated areas, cutting away at the skin of the colony.
The ship hovered for a moment above the ground and then settled in, kicking up dust.
The ship stopped and hovered almost directly over our heads, maybe a hundred feet in the air.
The six ships hovered around the small side of the horn.
The ship suddenly hovered, no more than five thousand feet high.
The ship hovered a moment, as if it were afloat.
The ship hovered for a moment at perhaps half a kilometer.
The thrusters snapped to life and the ship hovered several feet off the ground.
Yet those ships did only hover, in utter silence under the unknown stars.
