In its deep water the largest vessels might ride at anchor, but at the time of my story a lonelier place could scarcely be found.

The river there narrows to the width of a mile, and is contained within very high banks, close under which the vessels may ride.

The crippled vessels are riding their own collapsing warp bubbles to the other side.

Past the berths where those vessels rode, a dense town ascended a slope rising just west of south from the water.

The German vessel was riding far too high in the water to carry such a cargo.

Along in the year 1722 thirteen vessels were riding at anchor in front of the good town of Marblehead.

Though heavily laden, both vessels rode well.

The vessels rode much higher than any boat Sharina had seen previously, and their hulls writhed over the waves like swimming snakes.

Two vessels now rode the ocean beneath the Huey.

The overall structural material must have been very light because, in spite of its top-heavy appearance, the vessel rode very high in the water.