Farther inland, cool blue mountains reared upward from the coastal plain.

Every way Rand looked, jagged mountains reared in the distance.

The mountains reared above them, gaunt giants against the gathering storm-clouds.

High, and climbing higher on the left, the mountains reared.

In the distance reared a single mountain, its peak broken and split, but this mountain brought no fear or despair.

Far off, the mountains reared into the blueness.

Around him the mountains reared like the spears of the gods, looming and threatening.

In the distance, on every side now, more mountains reared.

Beyond it, mountains reared upward, jagged as teeth, forbidding the sky.

Before them, darkling against a pallid sky, the great mountains reared their threatening heads.