The fact was, the little river seemed to be floating lots of goods right past us.

Beneath the mist, the land and the river seemed to end abruptly.

Only the river seemed to move, the spreading light flashing silver on its current beyond the trees.

The river seemed to end abruptly in a peculiar flat line.

Even the river seemed to be at his command.

Beside them the swollen yellow river seemed to sense what lay ahead of it.

He looked in that direction but the river seemed to vanish.

Even the river below her seemed to steam like a cauldron.

Far away down the length of the world, the river seemed to be tilting into the sky.

As a result, the river seems more like a private lake than the vast commercial waterway it is actually a part of.