A Price for Everything pt 2
May your talons gnarl and become arthritic! you damnable beast!" richard ignored the continued spate of insults, stubbornly holding to his decision until the flow of words finally tapered off. "fine!" the lord spat.
Timelessness
Following the gnarled and knotted trunk from the base upward, i found i was unable to see the top most branches.
My Furst Tail
He knocks three arrows at once and crouches low, his back against gnarled bark, sweeping his bow as he looks for the source of my dismay. twin fangs as big as my head materialize to my immediate left.
Ander - Chapter 2, Subchapter 33
Roots poked at her back and scratched at her neck like gnarled fingers. at least she was out of the wind. there was that to be grateful for, at least.
Ander - Part 5: Subchapter 80
She pointed a gnarled finger at the mountain as if in accusation. "it started the moment that fox stepped foot into our territory! it's because our homes, our lives, our very souls were defiled by her presence!
MHO - The Cult of the Crimson Isles - Chapter 19
At first it sounded like the distorted voice of the ravager he vaguely recalled from his youth, but then it transformed into that of a gnarled old figure he'd encountered much more recently.
Ander - Chapter 5, Subchapter 78
She pointed a gnarled finger at the mountain as if in accusation. "it started the moment that fox stepped foot into our territory! it's because our homes, our lives, our very souls were defiled by her presence!
You Can't Hide It Forever - Part I
A massive, gnarled scar on my back. it began on my left shoulder blade, and slashing its way down to the bottom of my back. _you can't hide it forever!_ no, i had not told her about it. and yes, i knew that i could not hide it forever.
Ander - Part 2: Subchapter 33
Roots poked at her back and scratched at her neck like gnarled fingers. at least she was out of the wind. there was that to be grateful for, at least.
The Secret Shinx
Curling her tail around her she leaned her head back against the gnarled tree trunk, closing her eyes softly, drifting off slowly as a single tear rolled down her left cheek.
Ander - Part 5: Subchapter 11
Ander folded his hands behind his head and leaned back, staring straight up at the gnarled claws the oak's branches had become. there were still a few solitary leaves here and there, the last survivors of the season, but they wouldn't last much longer.
WOLVES MIST - Chapter 4(.0)
The young mage had gathered his robe up to try and keep it from snagging on the gnarled roots, twigs and plants as they ran. his hair was plastered to his face, sweat running down over his pale skin reddened with the blood of his exertion.