Deltarune: A Lonely Prince
Each home and edifice is curved and gnarled inward like hooks and arrows pushing in strange ways as if warped by some sort of unseen force.
Thirteen Karmic Tales: First Tale
gnarled roots stuck out from the ground, weeds were overgrown and fallen leaves completely covered the driveway and sidewalk. on the other hand... it did help give the place a spooky feel.
Ander - Chapter 4, Subchapter 15
The thing that had made that sound was a gnarled, splintery tree branch. it started out as thick as his arm, then widened out near the base like a club. there was a single leaf still attached near thoka's grip. the others had them, too.
The Lonely Road
gnarled branches swept past in the beams of the car's headlights and the road itself seemed more narrow and unkempt. clayton assumed it was a result of the area's isolation, but it did not make him any more comfortable.
Off Leash Chapter 8
I could see the old man's little house but it sat in the distance, nestled under two gnarled oak trees that grew together over it, sheltering it with their combined foliage.
Ander - Part 4: Subchapter 15
The thing that had made that sound was a gnarled, splintery tree branch. it started out as thick as his arm, then widened out near the base like a club. there was a single leaf still attached near thoka's grip. the others had them, too.
Dancing with Roaches: Chapter 1
The gnarled fingers of the male pig rested on the jackal's left shoulder. "maybe. but i'm hoping she will get enought sense to use them, again." his voice was cold as he put back on the glasses and continued to go through the mail.
Ladies in Black
Its heavy feathered wings were curled behind its furred back, and the imp's gnarled bark-like claws were pressed to its equine nose. the hooves of its feet tapped rapidly as it ran to the darkly garbed figure. "it hurts!"
The Protector and the Peacemaker: Chapter Ten
Its gnarled green skin reminded him of a goblin, but this thing was the size of a small man. "what are you doing?" porter demanded, resisting the urge to reach up and force the creature's knife away from his throat.
Sea of Stars
The hints of brown in her fur were just as gnarled and twisted as the fence, but it only made her more lovely. she was dressed very well and probably lived in las vegas or reno.
In the Shadows of Kryckwood - Ch. 3 (MHO)
If she was as old as her voice, gnarled hands, and bent posture suggested, it certainly didn't inhibit her movement at all. "right. if yer usin' one of them things, that just raises further questions.
A Matter of Perspective
gnarled fingers fastened around his scarf, tugged. "agh, le'go." renard gagged, wrenching at the _haute couture_ noose. the old woman cackled, tightening her grip. she raised her sword.