I pushed away from him, my fingers trailing down his arms under the heavy robe until our hands touched.

They looked like ghosts in their heavy white robes, crossed at the breast with red.

Then he would walk on, in cool but heavy robes, which dried out all too quickly.

He saw now that two of them - the ones running - wore heavy black robes.

The Arab was in heavy black robes that were too long and dragged on the ground.

The heavy purple robe pulls him down to the depths.

"Wait a minute and I'll put my heavy robe on."

He moved toward them in a whisper of heavy robes.

And his heavy robe, soaked with water, was like a set of weights trying to pull him back down.

"Standing still in that heavy robe, you can feel yourself dripping sweat," she says.