The ground was beginning to rise and fall beneath their feet.
Men died by thousands about us, and the earth rose beneath our feet.
A white square rose beneath them to become the floor again.
He sat very still as the horse rose beneath him.
Even now, thinking clearly again, he felt that at any moment she would rise and walk beneath the stars.
Then he rose to his feet directly beneath a barred window.
Dust rose from beneath their feet to cloud the air.
He judged his time, then jumped to have both feet in the air when the ground rose beneath him.
The ground, Ben thought, was now rising very slightly beneath their feet as they walked on.
She could neither rise nor cover them again beneath the robe.
