THE INN: Chapter 1
He wondered if his eyes would eventually be able to make out shapes in the gloom, but the relentless darkness proved him wrong. as it often is in a new place, he was having considerable trouble falling asleep.
Spartan 0-6, Ch.1
Coming in right on top of "hollywood" was the team heavy machine gunner robert "doom&gloom" murphy. as soon as the brawny otter entered he went down the opposite wall from "hollywood" engaging all targets on the wall opposite the door.
Bod's Day Off
Slapping in the general direction of the wall eventually turned the lights on, and the lovely bathroom revealed itself out of the gloom.
The Ending, The Beginning
It was an oft-repeated maxim from him, but instead of the usual happy tone, it was thought with an air of gloom. even now, in the throes of depression, his mind kept bringing up songs appropriate to his mood.
Part 3: Memories
He frowned however; something was wrong; a shadow came over the connection, a gloom. suddenly his own thoughts were spinning, totally out of control. he tried to break the connection, which didn't work. he tried not to panic, to stabilize.
The Subject Speaks/Aftermath of an Introduction
It makes me seem a little doom-and-gloom-y, but i can deal with that. they're comfy and they don't constrict; while it's still pretty obvious that i'm big while i'm wearing one, it leaves a lot of details to the imagination.
Breaking the mold - preview
Reaching out his arm in the moon lit gloom for what he thought was a pillow he curled his paw around a large teddy bear instead. huffing he went to push it away, but couldn't bring himself to do it.
Ander - Chapter 7, Subchapter 72
She couldn't see very well in this pitch black gloom, but she could feel that her hands had been tied to something above her head with a strong length of rope, stretching her into a very awkward (and painful) upright position.
I Dreamt of Wasps - Chapter 3
The figure turned and walked away from a wide-eyed max, melting into the gloom. his heart was still racing. what did it mean by 'it'?
Lone Flag
He limped as he unearthed centuries-old cured chicken, stewed honey and moss for meads, and seared sweet grasses over a small fire, before sitting in the damp, dew-soaked gloom with just the hay bales as his background... such benign roundels slumped in the
Arc 1 - Part 3 - Monk Life
His eyes adjusted to the gloom easily, the only light down here was a single enchanted crystal giving off a faint yellow light.
The Furry Dead (Medieval Style) Chapter II
Tomasj laughed, and re-holstered the thing, before turning and continuing his raspy-lunged trek towards the door, just barely visible now in the gloom as a moss-covered, arched portal. "good! you are learning!"