This forest looked like it had been dead for a long, long time.

The great forest through which she had been walking for most of the day did not look in the least familiar.

Otherwise, the forest looked the same in every direction.

To my eye the forest looked pristine, untouched, but that was not always the case.

This shaggy old forest looked so different in the sunlight.

The forest looked no different from the way it had before he set foot on this treacherous track.

The forest looks like a huge dark vessel into which even light can not penetrate.

I'm sorry, this forest looks all the same to me.

From higher up, the forest at the end of 34R had looked like a different type of grass.

"It will be many years before the forest looks good again," he said.