The city and all the land around it were driven deep into the ground, and the sea roared in to fill the gap.

The sky whipped like a rag on a clothes-line, and the sea roared white up the shore.

At its base, the sea churned and roared with a sound that would have made a loud shout inaudible.

All was turmoil, and the sea roared in my ears.

At approximately 12:15 p.m., two hours after the final explosion, the sea roared into the capital city.

The sea roars 300m below and if that isn't enough, the winds found at the headland are vicious.

Forty years old if she's a day - and the seas like houses roaring straight down the Sound.

The ground shook, and the sky split, and the sea roared like a dragon.

The sea still crashed and roared, eating slowly at the rock.

The sea roared as it beat over the reef.