Blood and torn flesh seemed to be everywhere in the pictures.

But her flesh seemed tight and looked as if it covered muscle.

Power made even his flesh and blood seem like invulnerable bone.

There were times, too, when the flesh seemed to be willing but the spirit was weak.

Her flesh seemed to take a mood and to "set," like plaster.

Joe still burned with fever, and his flesh, too, seemed to be melting away.

The flesh on the face seemed to be like putty, ready to fall off at the touch.

Suddenly she heard the whispers, and her flesh seemed to turn to ice in that instant.

And her flesh seemed to eat up every touch of his skin against her.

Her very flesh seemed to move independently, rubbing against my belly and legs.