Personal Space
The only wish-granting jinn the desert had seemed to hold was a mirage over quicksand. it was so hard to bring beauty to a world which was sinking so fast around them. her poetry seemed to do so little to improve anything.
Surface (Chapter 3)
The desert had been fresh out of wish-granting djinn lamps lying around, their arabian nights had brought only nightmares and their respective moods had been sinking like careless explorers in quicksand.
Dead Trees
When they'd sent graograman the rainbow death after her back in ancient times, with his quicksand shapeshifting abilities and his theoretically infinite color-based elemental powers, she'd had no choice but to release all of her books by using a secret mechanism
The Pool (Art + Story)
With that, the big drake disappeared into the tangle of low-hanging branches; the flora swallowing him up like a pool of quicksand. after a moment's hesitation, evet followed, closing her eyes to protect from the onslaught of twigs.
North and South Chapter 13: A Lead
As i approached and sought the means to access it - to avoid the treacherous quicksand moat that surrounded it, i was accosted by these cloaked beings.
Impulse
Do you know that feeling when you're standing knee-deep in quicksand, and you know that if you don't do something, you'll drown? no, you've probably never really been in actual quicksand, but think about it.
The Story of the Seven Brothers
But it was too a place of danger were you could die in a quicksand or in a fall from a cliff. in this place, lived a happy family composed of seven brothers.
Roommates 18: An Understanding
That was harder than it usually is, because thinking felt like fighting quicksand. "you really need to stop beating yourself up over this, kiki," she said quietly. "what else am i going to do?" i asked her, still reading.
I Applied for a Delivery Job and Got Turned Into a Flying Reindeer?! Chapter Eleven
Feeling like he was walking through quicksand, he made his way to the stairs and climbed up onto the stage with vixen. if anyone hadn't been staring at him before, they definitely were now. "stop!" vixen snapped. justin froze. "where is your rider?"
Chapter Four
The corpse began to shiver before sinking into the pile of bones as if they were made of quicksand. the doe watched impassively as an arm jutted up through the gore a few seconds later.
Henry Rider: Clown Hunter
The pain was trying to swallow me like a quicksand bean bag chair. no bones were broken--that's what i told myself, anyway--but i knew i couldn't fight like this. i dug my inhaler out of my pocket and held it to my mouth. life sprayed out of it.
Mental Combat
The dracovol regained his composure, though as he stood up his legs wobbled like they were made of unsturdy quicksand. "y-yes...b-b-but what does that have to do with you...? and how did you...how did you know what happened?" "how could i not know?"