The dark half of the world, rolling far beneath us, showed no lights at all.

The sea rolled beneath them, too gently for the time of year.

The floor seemed to roll beneath us like an ocean swell.

She rolled beneath him and he saw her eyes, open and white against a dark face.

She rolled toward the grass beneath the rail and lay still.

As he reared back she rolled beneath him and jumped to her feet.

The ground seemed to roll beneath my feet as I looked a little side-ways of normal.

I was quivering as the surface of reality rolled beneath my feet.

The deck rolled suddenly beneath their feet as the ship left the harbor for open water.

Once again the stone floor rolled beneath my feet.