Again Matt looked into his brother's ashen face and saw the need visible there.

He looked around from one ashen face to another.

She looked up, the hood falling back from her ashen face.

He rubbed a still trembling hand over his ashen face.

He had stared too long at its ashen face to imagine that.

I knelt, unable to take my eyes off that ashen face.

The reflected light showed his ashen face, and wild, staring eyes.

He raised his head and looked at the ashen face.

After a moment, a serene smile came to his ashen face.

The sweat poured down his ashen face with the effort he had made.