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.
The Archivist - (Kreet 71)
At that the gnome pointed a gnarled finger at a spot far away on the map. she peered at the little dot and then looked back across the scroll to where they'd started. it looked like an awfully long distance. "um... how far is that? from here?"
Sky Splitting
His expression, gnarled by the scar but still somehow magnificent in its fullest, gave nothing away. his eyes bore into nym's. "freedom. opportunity. open cage." "that's not an answer." "it is an answer. just not the one you wanted."
Ander - Part 6: Subchapter 153
She recognised old lonin, his gnarled hands curled around a sharpened broom handle. he was clearly suffering a great deal of pain, but his face was dead set and determined.
Jeremy 037; Kaiju Sighting
It looked like a gnarled chunk of tree root that had been in the ocean long enough to be washed clean and hefted much lighter than expected. it snapped in half with almost no resistance.
Through Breath and Sight - Chapter 2
Consciousness has only barely caught up with me when - perhaps an hour, or perhaps barely five minutes - later, amidst a damp grove of aged and gnarled trees, i stop, feebly sway for a moment, and collapse into the mud, my head reeling frantically.
Pickpear and Eight Star - SFW Version
Scanning the area around her, she spotted a gnarled old tree. approaching it, she put a hoof on the trunk as she got up on her hind legs, and with a stretch, she pressed against a large knot above her head.
Paradise and Coffee
Paradise and coffee by shaun gnarl mcgrath the café was your standard country dive with all the usual trimming. there was a long bar with stools and several booths lined the long wall with all the windows.
A clan's new member
Everyone took shelter from what was coming: a darkness that swallowed all life and twisted it until it was unrecognizable--a demonic form straight from the abyss that turned the ground into ash and the trees into twisted gnarled pieces of wood.
Ander - Chapter 6, Subchapter 35
The big tree with the gnarled braches wasn't coming any closer, no matter how many steps james took, but he kept walking anyway, knowing it would have no choice but to come closer, as long as he didn't give up.
Breaking the mold - Ch 1
Again and again he pummelled the desk with the chair, not stopping until all he held in his hands was a gnarled stump of a chair leg. he panted, his initial burst of anger sated, replaced by a deep seated loathing of the room.
Sheer Turmoil Utter Peace Chapter 4
As day turned to night, shadows came to life and stretched out with gnarled hands taking back what the sun had stolen with its light to be returned to the shadows.