Bill sat at the far end of the room, just* beyond the window.

Beyond him, and through the window, I could see the dark forest.

He looked away, his eyes focused on the street beyond the window.

She turned to look at the grounds beyond the window.

I leaned over to see what held his attention beyond the window.

She stood, her eyes fixed on some point beyond the window.

It was dark beyond the windows when she opened her eyes.

He heard water running in the sink beyond the open window.

His eyes were very dark, darker than the night beyond the window.

The street beyond his window was always quiet and empty.