There were about twenty of them, most just uninhabitable wet brown rock.

Center Street follows the river, 50 to 100 feet wide and boiling over large brown rocks.

The pines so dark green they look black, the waves breaking against the brown rocks, it's like everything she could ever want.

Just boring brown rock and shadows black as the sky.

I looked over at him and his face looked like it was made of dusty brown rock.

His fists, huge brown rocks at the ends of those arms' were closed.

They stood before a huge bay roughly cleaved from the brown rock.

You have all these red and brown rocks sticking up out of little holes in the ice.

A rather thin, pale brown rock detached itself from the others and waved at him.

He turned and climbed across brown rock, Look out!