Each is an almost unbroken sheet of ice.
The unbroken sheet of ice seemed to hurl itself towards us.
The sky was an unbroken sheet of gray.
An unbroken sheet of water stretched from miles to the north clear to the southern horizon.
To the right and left unbroken sheets extend to the horizon.
Rain ships off it in an unbroken sheet of water.
The southern portion presents an almost unbroken sheet of cultivation.
There were clouds, and borne on the wind they skimmed a few inches above the ground like a white unbroken sheet.
The ice ran in an unbroken sheet to the horizon.
Not as rain will, in steady unbroken sheets, but like flurries of snow, here, above, there, whipped to one side suddenly.
