He didn't look at the surface of the black water.

The black water of the pool was at their feet.

Her hair fell long and straight like a fall of black water.

It was held close to the surface of the black water, well out in the river.

I looked into the black water again, trying to spot the bottom.

Eyes like black water stared at a point far beyond him.

I saw it falling down very far, toward the black water.

Beyond the river, with its black and ugly water, was built a city.

Up to his chest was a plane of black water.

The black water seemed to leap up to meet her.