Natural History
The appendage that he held in front of his face was twisting, ashen fur poking through the torn holes in his jacket as his muscles bulged, stretching the fabric taut.
How Legends are Made Part 2 Preview
He then crumbled into dust as john watched, his eyes remaining locked onto john's before they became featureless puddles set into ashen sockets.
Innocence Lost
Warm blood splattered across the fresh powder of snow and across the ashen face of the young man as the blade bit and crunched bone in a fatal strike. he withdrew the blade and stalked along side a burnt out building.
A Lifetime in the Making
But tonight, his ashen scales pale and glowing in the moonlight, he looked small. childlike in his own right, almost. dwarfed by the enormity of the world, and his problems.
Brandon's Bitch
He left me on the bed last night, his ashen gray kittens arms and legs tied to each bed post with just enough room to move them about an inch in every direction.
Apocalypse: UK
A heavily deformed mutant, about the side of a small child, with ashen skin and blue veins showing all over it. the crawler's eyes were of different sizes - one about the size of a golf ball and the other about the size of a large marble.
The Gray Ranger: Unforgiven, Chapter Thirty Nine
She seemed to be recovering well from her encounter with the ashen priest. only an hour had gone by, and she was already smart mouthing him again. "unless you'd prefer to stay in this charming little town, yes i am.
The Gray Ranger: Unforgiven, Chapter Forty Seven
"that is the duty of the ashen priest, to find those who defy the will of embin, destroy them, and contain their unholy tools." his hand went to caress his own stomach.
The Gray Ranger: Unforgiven, Chapter Forty Six
"instead, he did what any creature with a brain knew he would, and called the ashen priests." adlis cringed. "i didn't mean to." even to her own cursed ears, her words sounded hollow. kio sighed.
Down among the Dead men (Ch. 18)
Her ashen flesh exploded outwards, propelled by a maelstrom as the oil of her blood ignited, burning down to her bones. she exhaled one last breath while she still had lungs to do so, watching as she was reduced to nothing... but not quite.
One Last Goodbye
His face was ashen and bleak, and without the harsh beeping of the heart monitor i would have assumed death had already taken him from us. but he smiled at me, his trademark signature smile, and i felt the dams behind my eyes quiver.
New Partnership
There sat the girl, now so cold and ashen that she simply looked black and white against the brown stone. her eyes were shut and lips so discolored they looked dead. her chest still rose and fell, though, giving me hope that she was still alive.