Elistan patted Tanis's sun-browned hand with his thin, white fingers.

She had planted her sun-browned hands on her hips, and her auburn hair, made red by the sun, tumbled down her back.

There was a moment when he avoided her gaze and studied the roughness of his sun-browned hands.

For a moment he studied the contrast between his big, rough, sun-browned hand and the silky smoothness of her stomach.

The captain's face fell, and he passed and repassed his sun-browned right hand over his thin hair, in a discomfited manner.

Small scales clung to the back of my sun-browned hands.

He flung himself down in a chair, his long legs sprawled across the carpet, and rested a lean cheek against one sun-browned hand.

The old Ghor lifted his sun-browned hands.

He reached over and placed a sun-browned hand on her pale one.

His sun-browned hands were crisscrossed with white scars and small red nicks and scratches.