Chapter 9 (Todd/The Canler)
They slowly decay until they're gone. vanished. never to return." "so you're saying that if there's any chance to save jo, we have to do it now or else she'll be gone forever?" riley asks.
Cruelclaw's Loves
Any other fool would be decaying gruesomely by now, but vren allowed it. the space between them closed, as the weasel stepped into the marsh waters, and soon they embraced, followed by an awkward kiss.
Callisto's Stones: Chapter 2
Staggering over and pushing a decaying cloth door out of the way katja stumbled into the room.
A Chronicle of Lies - Chapter 20: The Devourer
It was a beast with the head of a horse, the features of an amphibian, and the decay of death. and it was grinning at him.
WOT- Born in Shadows- Chapter Seven
Bits of their flesh was decaying all over the living area where the bodies were. ktanos was not sure what bothered him more the rancid smell of decayed flesh and dried blood or the insects that were feeding on the remains.
The Wolf Pack
Throat of the hull the pack sealing its fate two more fangs attacked at last sinking it devouring the prey in timeless seconds swiftly vanishing in the waters german flag swayed in accomplishment the prey lies at the bottom remains to decay
Ghost
Dirty crumbling with the memory of years of feet just the same as yours all appears quiet the low buzzing hum of the nightlife is faded by now muted in the dull light of the streetlamps everywhere, there is calm the smell of dew, fresh dirt, and decaying
Through Breath and Sight - Chapter 4
A rich, pungent scent of decay wafts in from the room behind him. meeting my gaze, he smiles warmly, then glances over at the cat. 'make him something to eat, agatha.' he says with cheery firmness.
ABYSS WATCHER IN VILOUS
._ 8 hours later: strange i can still move i thought i was dead wate what is that ( smells the air) the air smells of grass but their is not grace and were is the smell of blood and decay, could it be that i am still alive (thumb...thumb) what
Requiem
Enough, but cold hearted things were said i regret them now as the snow melts and spills out of my hands the memories are too cruel, the memories are too painful, my breathing stops, along with my heart, for my soul is frozen and dead, and left to decay
The Clockwork Falcon - part 17: Week 5
Jim reeled away in horror and pain at seeing the walking corpse of his mentor limply shuffling toward the bars of his cage, its patchy flesh folded and mottled in decay. as it drew closer, jim heard it begin whispering, "my regrets...my regrets..."
The Nightly Feed
Those who would wish us harm, that cause sickness and decay, hurt and suffering. i reach into the bucket beside me, down into a warm, thick liquid, grasping a bundle of soaked herbs.