The branches writhed like serpents and tore viciously at his hands and face.

Seen from overhead, their branches writhe in the sea breeze like colossal tarantulas impaled on spikes.

If he could hold the jaws of the pod open long enough.... The branch writhed, then thrust the pod slowly toward Blade.

The trees stared at him, their branches writhing in agony.

The trunk shook and trembled, the branches writhed and danced in the torchlight and the whispering amongst the leaves ran far along the Greenways' edge into the darkness.

The leafless trees trembled to their roots; the branches writhed as if in agony.

Above the lamps of Fulwood Park, bare lurid branches were writhing.

Long cruel branches, barren of any leaves, writhed and twisted as he passed, and whispered secrets he did not want to know.

It had monstrous forms of vegetation, of which each branch and member writhed and fought with a grotesque and horrible individual activity.

Trees loomed malevolently; branches writhed toward him.