The sea was moving like a living entity thrashing in night- mare-filled sleep.

Azhural stood on a low hill, watching the sea of elephants move below him.

The sea was moving, gathering itself together, rising up around them.

The entire area is moving slowly north and east as the sea moves the shingle from one side of the ness to the other.

Miles below, as it seemed, the sea moved silently and slowly towards the cliff.

But the sea also fights and moves forward.

Heavy seas moved around a Navy barge, though no damage was reported.

And the sea moved her back down the shore.

Underneath him the sea moved at its own pace, vast, balanced, fluid yet unchanging.

The sea moved in a lethargic way, as if already exhausted by the oncoming heat.