The cold water of the fjord glittered under the light's ray.
The water glittered with a cold, pale light.
Already the blue waters of the Newsea glittered on the horizon.
The water glittered in the sunlight, and ran thick with fish.
Intensely blue water glittered for miles until it was ruled off by a hard, straight horizon line.
The water glittered in the glare of arc lights.
Beyond it, calm water glittered in the morning sun.
The water glittered like a pathway to the stars in the new light.
A yellow noon lay on the green land of the Tongue, and the water glittered with silver.
In the sunlight the water glittered like shattered glass.
