cracked lip

The cracked lips tried to frame words which I could not well understand.

He said through cracked lips, "At least the fire did not get him."

He held water to their leader's cracked lips, then shook his head.

He licked his dry, cracked lips and thought about the Power.

She licked cracked lips and tried to concentrate on his back.

He turned his head and spoke through cracked lips.

The king forced a smile from his cracked lips but did not acknowledge her comment.

That she couldn't even take care of dry and cracked lips, much less a bullet wound.

He grinned again, tried to lick his cracked lips, and nodded.

But he was already mashing his cracked lips to hers.

Now I could see fine drops of blood misting out from between his cracked lips.

Wells put a finger in the water bucket and passed it over his cracked lips.

"To remind me of my king's justice," he whispered through cracked lips.

He had a dark stubble of beard and dry, cracked lips.

Srell stopped to taste the blood on his cracked lip.

The thick whisper coming through the cracked lips sounded strange to him.

She licked her cracked lips and made a face.

She smiled even though it hurt her cracked lips.

Her cracked lips parted and she made to speak.

Light routs dark, I held the bag to my dry, cracked lips.

Blood mottled and dried on cracked lips, he was a picture of hell.

He passed his tongue over his cracked lips and tried to speak.

The eyes looked at him and a small, faint smile curved the pale, cracked lips.

He ran the water around his cracked lips, his dry tongue.

His cracked lips rustled like tissue paper when they moved, trying to shape a thought.