My shoulders began to ache as if they were carrying the weight of the world.

Her shoulders began to shake as the shock set in.

She still faced me, but her shoulders had already begun to turn away.

To begin with, as I completed the prior novel in this series, my shoulder began to hurt.

All at once, her shoulders began to shake and he thought she was weeping.

I waited by the window until my shoulders began to feel cold.

He wasn't tall, but his shoulders were beginning to broaden out.

His shoulders, tense from the past minutes of action, began to slump.

At the very least, the shoulders would begin to crumble away.

My shoulders begin to shiver again; I can see there isn't room for me.