She could see the grey ribbon of the road wending its way into the distance, and upon it stood a shrouded figure.

Smoke rose, lazy swirls of gray ribbon in the moonlight.

It was tied with a single grey ribbon, knotted into a neat bow on the top.

It was early morning, the sun not yet risen, the mist lying over the green fields in gray ribbons.

Below, a gray ribbon of road curled along the base of the hill.

The road ran like a gray ribbon, north and south.

Supporters of the movement wear gray ribbons to spread awareness.

He loved to feel the long, grey ribbons and suck his fingers in the tiny little tunnels.

The pathway under her was just a gray ribbon, an indistinct tape, stretched across the dark.

The road itself showed only as a dim grey ribbon leading away over the brow of the hill.