The clear blue of the distance faded, and one star after another came out.

The sun had set and the first stars were coming out.

The stars came out, but no moon, and the night was dark under the trees.

When night fell, the stars came out bright and hard.

Above her, the stars had come out, but the sky seemed more black than usual.

I think it has to be a game where, first of all, the stars come out.

It was a beautiful evening, still light enough to see a long way down the road, though the stars were coming out.

The stars came out above her head, and she saw the very bright one again.

It was dark, and the stars were just coming out.

But the stars came out every night, and those she would never forget.