Scales and Honor- Swirling Storm: Chapter 1
He pointed outside to the corpses, blood, and broken wagons. "they took the horsies, the boxes...they shot arrows... and...and.." the tears came once again, and the child sobbed into his blanket as ramakox watched on awkwardly.
Amber Silverblood: Chapter Thirteen
Her eyes were shut and her skin was pale, just like that of any other corpse, and she smelled strongly of the embalming chemicals the undertaker had put on her.
Chapter 5: We All Fall Down
A black lump on the ground pulled my attention, and i turned to see the corpse of my father splayed out like a freshly skinned rug.
A Dark Past Revisited
The spartan dropped the corpse to the ground and stepped out from his hiding place.
Cease Fire
It was clad in a light uniform of winter white camouflage and cradled in its arms was the limp, savagely charred corpse of a human; one of the crew.
Legend of the Justicar Act1/Part 6
A gauss round sheared the left arm off the wailing wall where it fell to the ground as the corpses in it twitched and growled, but to the dismay of the valor forces the hissing corpses untangled themselves allowing for the old arm of the giant to transform
Murphy's Law
Meanwhile, fox leaned down to nihlus' corpse, hoping he might find a clue as to what had managed to kill a council specter.
Mother's Fury
Seogheith sat on her haunches, staring at the two corpses in her hands. the two badly burned innocent souls that had been caught in her vengeance.
The Human Species Ch. 89 - Diabolical Shadow Darkrai
Its dingy hair was long and grey, akin to that of a rotten corpse with a single icy cold eye shining through the base of the dried up thatch.
Runt - Chapter 3 (final)
Not as clumsily as the corpse-rot uprights, but clumsily enough that i grew impatient and doubled back for it several times. by the time i'd reached the cave, the upright was panting heavily.
Out There by Wyldsyde
They had both seen and dealt with more than their fair share of corpses during the years working in rescue and both agreed that the scent was one of the worst things about corpses. it lingered with you forever, a terrible lasting memory of the dead.
The Front Line (Warhammer 40k)
Last night i saw some poor bastard get grabbed by a lictor; lucky bastard was dead before he hit the ground, nobody did shit to the body, we're not risking our asses for some corpse.