Directly above the throne, the chamber's spotless white marble was scorched black.

The stairs were scorched black in a great circle around him.

The bricks of some of the houses were scorched black.

We ducked behind a half-burned tree, its trunk scorched black.

The ground was scorched black, the honeysuckle trees gray skeletons against a smoky sky.

But the buckwheat lay like a weed in the field, scorched black by the lightning.

When he lifted his hands off the railing, the wood underneath them was scorched black.

A wall of the church was blasted open and scorched black, with debris lying around.

Hot currents still prowled back and forth between the walls, and the ceiling was scorched black.

The tunnel walls were scorched black and seemed to swallow up the light instead of reflecting it.

But what can I do? she said, pointing to nearby shacks which were still scorched black with soot.

There is no hurt, nor even warmth, although I see one of my feet to be scorched black.

The air shimmered like heat haze, and the dirt at my feet was scorched black by discharging energies.

Michael pulls the stub out of his pocket: one end damp and chewed, the other end scorched black and tarry.

Then he sent forth two hideous Gan-flies, which flitted off on their errands, and scorched black patches beneath them in the snow wherever they went.

In a small clearing, pine trees are snapped in half like matches, others are scorched black, and yellow fibreglass insulation hangs from branches like snow.