Poetic Justice (Pt1)
She spat on him, swinging her arm back and pointing at the bayleef with the gnarled blade. "you're all the fucking same! you think that you can do whatever the fuck you want because you live without law.
Jared and Gnat - Part one - Habit
A moth eaten couch was occupied by a gnarled-looking rabbit, arms shaven and pin-pricks populating his forearms, and was flat out on his back with one arm dangling over the edge.
Space
Dredaer shifted in his robes and pointed a gnarled talon at ben, piercing the boy with his powerful gaze. "you there. sapien." he said the labeling word slowly, like it was in another language to him. "you have the ace of dataetrica." the boy faltered.
Chapter 25
He took up his staff - which had been leaning against the table - and touched the gnarled branches of it to the floor. light blossomed there, growing brighter, until a white silhouette appeared before them. hye gasped.
680 Sphynx Kitten
We make our way further in by climbing, inward and upward, over outcroppings of curious gnarled and crumbled stone, friable, filled with irregular holes and loosely connected fragments, like an etched breccia of broken rock.
Spooktober 2020—(Horror/Tickling/Paws)
She'd stumbled into an open area that would have been completely moonlit if it weren't for the leafless branch of a giant sequoia that cast a shadow in the form of a witch's gnarled, knotted hand on the underbrush.
Party of Ten I - The Latecomer
Creepy gnarled hands grabbed onto him, pushing him to his knees. he felt them pull off his backpack, the straps snapping surprisingly easily. "very funny guys," brad groaned.
[p] Off in the Woods
With a huff, he vaulted over a gnarled tree root, spying a flash of red hair further up ahead. dallin was vaguely aware that he was well off-path at this point, but it hardly mattered.
Where The Heart Is - Prologue - Falling to Pieces
The gnarled voice returned as its owner turned his attention back to the bartender. "so, yes or no, ian... just one more double?"
Bloodied Earth
And so over time, he found something buried deep in her gnarled roots and vines. a friend. and something more.
5th December
Over his own clothes he wore the old clothes of stacy's late husband and soon they went through the gnarling snow towards the woods with brad. they walked forty minutes until they reached a part of the wood where there were smaller trees.
Through the Attic
The gnu's gnarled tail swishes hard against the bare mattress, bringing out scents more subtle, older than the decaying hovel's smell, masculine and sweet.