Her hair flowed down her back like a dark river.

Steps had appeared, leading down into a cavern and a deep, dark river.

Richard pried her arms off and then leaned over, looking down to the dark river below.

He walked to a window and stood looking out at the lights of the city trembling in the dark river.

After supper, we returned to the now dark river one last time, and discovered a little pension at the water's edge.

The first step required crossing the Arkansas, at this point a deep, dark river.

Time was running by her like the dark river of the hymn.

Kennett found nothing to say, and they sat there, their feet up, watching the dark river.

We rode in silence into the city, the dark river silent beside us.

"She's not going to sell my people down the dark river of the evil spirits."