The pinnace attacked the white ship and I was able to escape.

Outside, the white ship had begun to merge into the torn surface of the river.

The white ship stood off from the beach in deep water central in the small bay.

Far out on the blue sea a white ship sailed toward the horizon.

Below was a distant shot of a gleaming white ship.

This old man seems to have his own unique perspective on things, but had noticed a white ship approaching.

Two other white ships appeared immediately after it, near the same spot.

But as for our white ships: those you gave us not.

They also carry away his body to the white ship at the time of his passing.