The ocean rolled in, a deep, marine blue, and the sky was a near cloudless azure.

The skimmer slapped down into a trough and the ocean rolled over it.

But when equilibrium was at last restored, the ocean rolled serenely where a minor continent had been.

Twas rehearsed by thee and me a billion years before this ocean rolled.

Its seeds lay dormant undersea for two centuries, waiting to flourish when the oceans rolled back again.

The planet's crust parted, exposing lava the ocean rolled to close the gap.

The ocean rolled past below, seemingly without end.

If one of Alvin's dreams came true, and the great transmutation plants still existed, it would not be many centuries before the oceans rolled again.

Though the ocean was rolling, I only fell a few times.

Fragments of mountains fell into the Pacific, and, in a few minutes, the ocean rolled over the spot where Lincoln island once stood.