[…] a minute blotch of very peculiar and unlunar-looking light appeared as if in front of the moon's edge, seemingly projected upon the lunar surface.

Her face suddenly became deadly white.

Henry lays a shilling down on the wet bar towel at the Lass, asks Murwillumbah Marie for some ship′s biscuits or cheese but they don't do them on Tuesdays, Wednesdays and Thursdays any more, and he brings back two cold, foaming Bishop Barkers.

Coordinate term: simile (when the similarity is made explicit by the words like or as)