A mile to the east stood the dark cliffs of the High Moor.

The height and the sheerness of the dark cliff took Justin's breath away.

The two men look out over the dark gray cliffs onto the low, sweeping swells of the black-green northern sea.

Malcolm stared back at the dark cliffs for a moment, and then began to speak.

The dark cliffs and black branches of the trees were drenched in light, brilliant and clear.

The great dark cliffs flashing upward a dozen yards away were a blur.

To the east and west were the dark cliffs that formed their cove.

The beach to the north seemed remarkably flat and gentle compared to the terror of the dark cliffs.

Snow drove down over the dark cliffs, hiding the sands.

Every so often, flashes of lightning illuminated the dark cliffs and the wild seascape.