La Forge asked as he drew closer to the tiny craft.

The Shadow swung across the stern of the tiny craft.

Five stood empty, but the last tower still nestled its tiny craft.

He had barely said it when the sound of the explosion hit them, rocking the tiny craft.

As a small boy he'd had the biggest voice, like a tiny craft with an enormous sail.

There was no room for sailing and fishing at the same time in that tiny craft.

Christ, had they sailed that tiny craft all the way from Russia?

After a few more seconds, the black curtain of space fell all around their tiny craft, and they were anonymous once again.

She watched the faces of the two men in the tiny craft with her.

He turned back to the door of his tiny craft.