Augustine's eyes wrinkled at the edges.
He smiled a little, and his eyes wrinkled at the corners.
He smiled, his eyes wrinkling at the edges.
His beady eyes wrinkled with pleasure.
His eyes wrinkled at the corners when he smiled.
Her brown eyes bored into his and her wrinkled face wrinkled still further in a smile.
His eyes wrinkled at the corners.
The mage's eyes wrinkled at her suggestion.
The mahe's dark eyes wrinkled round their edges and looked only tired.
He barged forward, eyes wrinkled into slits to resist the glare of memory.
