As we slid through flat green water and then over easy rapids, the foothills of the Velebit national park rose to our right.

The ground still rose to their right, but on the other side fell away more gently and broadened.

Then the most unearthly howl rose out of the dark to my right.

When she opened them again, the silver-misted walls of the path rose to her right and left.

The fire was heavy I could see wisps of smoke from the rifles rising to my right.

A small cloud of smoke was rising from the crowd to her right.

He was facing due north, so that the sun rose to his right and set to his left.

A 19.119 meter cliff rises to my right, within two degrees of slope from perfect vertical.

He'd turined away the night and a cold, gold sun was just rising to his right.

I could see sheets of smoke from the rifles rising to my right.