Snapshots - Desert Heat
It's enough to keep my knotted belly from preceding the rest of me in withering away to nothing. i'll call it a day soon. maybe i'll get another dollar.
Ragnarok - IV
Of raw flesh touching some iron and flameless heat, and withering in pain too dire intense to scream more than a sigh.
Ander - Chapter 7, Subchapter 64
So she could slowly wither away before their eyes? turn into just another walking corpse? they weren't real. they could never understand. but valery... she was a different story. she was _real_. she was _alive_.
Gilded Cage: Chapter 30
He withered away, his chest throbbing with an overwhelming pain. a faint buzzing emanated from a crystal ball across the room, catching his ear with a great crowing sound that resonated throughout the halls.
The Gray Ranger: Unforgiven, Chapter Twenty Eight
All of the townspeople were withering away. it was as if they had all suddenly died, and their bodies were decomposing at an accelerated rate.
Safire the blue flame chapter 2;the flames sign
"but like the flame it will slowly wither and die" snow said to herself as the blue flame withered and died. "leaving but a small mark on this pathetic world" snow said to herself as a scorch mark was all that was left by the flame.
Consort of Ascalon: Prologue
"enkidu, wither its left leg." she felt a surge of burning pain run through her arm as her blood began to evaporate, and the being behind exhaled, releasing a cloud of miasma.
Solace: A Tale of Foxes (Part 2/4)
The melancholy land of withering pines and larch submerged into darkness, and the clouds gathered to shower the vicinity with chilling raindrops. "no..."
candyfluff
It swiftly became even more amazing as shining armor put his hooves against her withers and began massaging with expert firmness. there were most definitely knots of tension there, after the day she'd had.
BX-132 Chapter 6
Turning to the large blue ursine giving her a withering glare. "i hope what you see there is worth it, it will be up to you to help give these fur's hope of being able to have any semblance of a life." shari said, and stocked out of ron's office.
Prologue to The kings of Dust
Icicles jutted from skeletal trees like crystal teeth of the contorted wooden watchers that desperately clung to the last of their withering foliage.
Life, Love, and Facebook
Mulda looked at her withered old fingernails that contrasted strangely against the slender fingers that bore them. "i... i thought it was a dream. i thought maybe i had died and it was all part of paradise."