He sat on a small rock by the road in the full sun.

They were up there all right, but only cold rocks, too small to see.

He turned, looking towards where the girl sat on a small rock watching him.

The young girl cannot look away and is guided on to a small rock.

She paused, having found a small rock to sit on.

Finally he found a small rock that had a sharp edge.

Nearby, on a small rock, was a tiny white question mark!

To one side is a smaller, though clearly visible rock.

Of course, small rocks like these hit Earth occasionally, too.

A small rock came down on to their car, hit Marianne, and she died.