Wouldn't the natural reaction be one of revulsion at the cold flesh?
But even as she started to smile, her fingers brushed something between cold flesh and bloody sheets.
The body hit, ten tons of cold flesh and stone.
Gently he rubbed at the cold flesh of her arms.
Will was horrified at touching the cold flesh but tried not to it.
It seemed more smoke than flesh, thick and cold.
She turned, not removing her hand from the cold flesh of her husband.
He touched the cold flesh of each and moved on.
It would reach for him in a moment, and he would feel its cold flesh.
Even in the stifling heat the white statues were like cold flesh.
