In the sea of faces, she didn't see Alex.
Carmen caught her breath, instinctively searching the sea of faces.
I've chosen the sea shore as the final resting place for my little beauty.
The sea shore is too far to the east so I fear she'll be remanded to a roadside bier of Kudzu and discarded fast food wrappers.
She rubbed her head and glared at him, watching as he followed his father in the direction where both sky and sea darkened into blackness.
The world dumped her on top of a pile of sand near the boardwalk with the angry black sea roaring behind her.
After what seemed even longer than the Dean's first trip to the mine just two days earlier, they emerged into the basin where the valley floor was a sea of wildflowers.
"I guess the sea breeze is good for the libido," she continued.
His eyes were white then black then changed from every color in between, his brown hair of medium length and wavy, ruffled by the sea breeze.
The churning sea below was littered with jagged rocks that looked small from her perch a hundred feet above them.
The pterodactyl dropped and caught itself, coasting in the sea breeze.
Far across the sea, he saw the black walls of Hell stretching from water to sky.
Take the bodies and throw them into the sea, where no one will find them.
She'd even included him-- in his elf-like form-- in one of her paintings depicting a fantastical scene of sea creatures frolicking on a beach.
She had eyes the deepest blue-green of the Celtic Sea and flaxen hair, which although matted and unkempt, promised to shine sun-kissed when groomed.
He found himself on the Caribbean Sanctuary, in the small chamber with the Oracle book. Sea breeze swept through the small windows of the room, and he took a step towards the lectern on which the open book rested. The pages displayed had a few words written on them rather than the constantly shifting writing that normally scrawled itself across the pages. He felt himself compelled towards the book even as his fight-or-flight instinct reared up.
He moved forward until the sound of the sea and the firmness of the sand suggested he was close to the water's edge.
They told me if Jeff's body wasn't found the first couple of weeks, it had probably washed out to sea and would maybe never be located.
In fact, he seemed lost in a sea of uncertainty.
The dry desert heat gave way to cool sea breeze, and a massive apple tree protected her from the sun overhead.
She could smell the sea; they were probably somewhere in the destroyed city.
The heavy scent of fragrant sea swept over him, the chill of the ocean kept out of the city by its thick walls.
The ship's captain belted orders to his sun burnt crew, and Taran turned, his dark hair tossed in the sea breeze.
Somewhere in that sea of people was his family – including his sister and her husband.
To that end, he also served a purpose for her – a person in a sea of strange faces that she could trust.
Above sea-level, in 10° 28' N., 10 5' W., its source being within 125 m.
A book of stories of adventure on the sea, which he read over and over again when a boy, had filled him with a longing for a seafaring life.
Below them was a vast space, at the bottom of which was a black sea with rolling billows, through which little tongues of flame constantly shot up.
In the open space between the clouds and the black, bubbling sea far beneath, could be seen an occasional strange bird winging its way swiftly through the air.
The sea was rough.
It was so close to the sea that those who lived in it could hear the waves forever beating against the shore.
The air was balmy, with a tang of the sea in it.
There are fine things in Balzac and passages in Merimee which strike one like a keen blast of sea air.
Every harbor on the sea-coast, also, has its bar at its entrance.
When this bar is gradually increased by storms, tides, or currents, or there is a subsidence of the waters, so that it reaches to the surface, that which was at first but an inclination in the shore in which a thought was harbored becomes an individual lake, cut off from the ocean, wherein the thought secures its own conditions--changes, perhaps, from salt to fresh, becomes a sweet sea, dead sea, or a marsh.
Above him was a clear blue sky, and the sun's vast orb quivered like a huge hollow, crimson float on the surface of that milky sea of mist.
He gazed silently at the hills which seemed to rise out of the sea of mist and on which the Russian troops were moving in the distance, and he listened to the sounds of firing in the valley.