Dark Continent

These are dark times for network TV, but experiments like Galavant are the silver lining.

Ripperda's eye fell upon the mantle,—it was discoloured a dark red in many places, he nodded his head, and the man withdrew.

He glanced aside, and saw an exceedingly pretty, dark face, which looked vaguely familiar.

Down in his galleries and chambers where it was dark as a pocket Grandfather Mole enjoyed himself thoroughly.

For good or ill, the torrent of rebellion was suffered to break loose, and it soon engulfed a continent.

His dark, shining, almost too intelligent eyes looked at Nigel, and looked away.