With its mottled surface and the dark brooding peaks on both sides, the glacier looked like a scene from the planet Pluto.

To their right, Hathcock could see Hill 55's dark blue peak jutting through a thin, white jet of fog.

The plain was still thinly veiled with mist, but the northern mountains were visible as dark jagged peaks.

There was a lake visible from a saddle at the foot of a tall dark peak, a lake not on my map or the trail.

This time we were lucky and could see dark snow-striated peaks across a series of valleys.

A dark peak looms over all, here.

The dark peaks drew steadily closer about the channel of the Silver River to wall them in.

Above us, the dark peaks seemed to be breathing.

Underneath the dark peak, the face that stared at him was cold, narrow, lined and tired.

Far across the wasteland they could make out a line of dark peaks.