Damian, the White God, hauled himself out of the ocean onto the beach.
I had the same feeling once before when I first stood by the great ocean and felt its waves beating against the shore.
He smelled the ocean and stood on a beach of red sand edged with small
The Grey God might have realized his suicidal wish and was lying on the bottom of the ocean by now.
Not even the ocean moved.
His gaze was on the ocean, his large form tense and still.
The ocean breeze made her dress move as if it was alive, and her pink hair swept across her features.
She marveled at the soft crunch of gravel beneath her shoes.
The ocean was cold, and wet sand squished between her toes.
She shivered, as much from the warm current working its way through her body as the cold ocean breeze.
The ocean breeze cooled his back, and his heartbeat was synced to the movement of the tide.
Things that made her knees weak and her eyes drift dreamily to the ocean as she remembered.
Ocean surrounded the small island, upon which a fortress sat, several hundred meters away, up a sloping hill on top of solid rock.
Watching the sun sink into the ocean, he knew it was only a matter of time before he gave in and accepted it, like Rhyn eventually did Katie.
The sounds of the ocean and the sea breeze lulled her to sleep last night and gently drew her awake before sunrise.
Her gaze caught on a picture of a beach house on the ocean, and she hesitated.
Shaking from more than the chilled ocean breeze, Deidre walked up the beach to the area.
I'm just gonna sit here and wait for the ocean drown me.
She found herself missing the ocean and the forest near the Immortals.
At once, the rhythm and scent of the ocean soothed her.
Nothing made sense to her numbed mind, aside from the fragrant ocean, the fine sand that slid through her fingers like silk, and the warm-cool sensations caused by a combination of afternoon sun and sea breeze.
She tossed the fish back to the ocean and coiled the rope, hiding it beneath several small rocks in the back of the cave.
Gabriel crossed to the window and stared at where the dark ocean and night sky met in the distance.
The Caribbean air was heavy, the ocean chill warmer than the weather at the castle.
I like the sun and sky and ocean-- what is there to say other worlds have those?
Evelyn's wedding was for a hundred invitees in a small chapel by the ocean followed by a reception for over twice that many guests.
And beyond that, billions more ounces of gold may be buried beneath the ocean floor.
There are no mountains between the Atlantic Ocean and the St. Lawrence river.
This was my first trip on the ocean and my first voyage in a steamboat.
It has followed me across the ocean and found me in this magnificent great city which I should like to tell you all about if I could take time for it and make my letter long enough.
I hope the great ocean will love the new Helen, and let her sail over its blue waves peacefully.
I am eager to cross the ocean, for I want to see my English friends and their good and wise queen.
She asks many questions about the sky, day and night, the ocean and mountains.