A little worm of worry for her had already begun to gnaw in Ghost's heart.

He remembered when War would never have allowed anything like that, and a little worm of worry began to gnaw.

Slowly the worm began to slide over the sand, turning as the youth shifted his hook down a side.

A worm of suspicion was beginning to turn deep in Trip's gut.

A nasty worm of suspicion began wriggling around inside his mind.

A worm of flame glowed blue and began to spread.

Morrison stared and a little worm of uncertainty began to stir within him.

Still, the worm of doubt had begun to gnaw its way into her heart.

A huge worm had begun to uncurl and move toward him.

The worm of avocation had begun to crawl yet again, to no positive result.