Life in the Apocalypse Origins: Isaac
My prison was cold, cramped, and desolate, looking almost exactly like a dungeon you'd see in a castle.
The Chronicles of the Seven: Overview
The orc wastes is a swamp that occupies the western coast of aura south of the teeth of auris and borders with dal'vesta to the east and the desolate caryda to the south.
Hinterland
Quite a heavy load of desolation flew away from my prisoners' shoulders and faces. multiple weeks of guaranteed food was probably the longest they'd had to look forward to, ever.
Enemy, Chapter 1
I should have known i wouldn't find anything and perhaps, deep within me, there was a voice that longed to find one more living thing in this desolate place.
Dry Eyes, Cold Hearts (Ch. 11)
His scream of blood lust and battle fury matched his enemy's cry of desolation and defeat. he all but soared in a graceful arc before he came down hard, landing with the full force of impact focused into his heel, delivered right into his enemy's throat.
Thursday Prompt (Ruin)
Chione silently picked her way across the desolate wasteland, eyes darting in all directions. her paw rested heavily on a gun at her hip, but she was more likely to use the pole she had strapped to her back. gunfire would draw other ferals.
The voice of reason - Ch 25 - What the heart once owned...
And then that same desolate feeling came back... i couldn't stand it that i couldn't do anything. if only i could open my eyes... that would make a whole lot of difference. but i couldn't... i thought i was getting mad. that i actually died already.
Incalculable Vastness.
Enjoying the night sky which, for just this small time- in this desolately lonely place in the pitch black of night, seems to exist just for him.
Forest Keep 29
She had never put herself forward before and now she wanted to ride off to some desolate old castle. he remembered it hadn't always been run down, a couple of centuries before it had been the home of one of the kings before he had died.
The Great Starfall - Part II
Again the caretakers numbers dwindled, blasted out of the desolate voids they crossed on their ecological errands of mercy. and again, the surviving few adapted. shields, mass drivers, networked tracking routines. networked intelligence co-processing.
Rescue
No birds, no forest animals... just the stone cold sound of mother nature pounding on this desolate mountainside with her anger and disregard. a knot formed in his throat realizing why she lived here. "it matches her inner anger!"
And With His Many Jagged Teeth 1 - The Desert Welcomed Him
He stood naked for a moment to appreciate the feel of a hot burning wind upon his skin, the scales warmly enjoying the desolate heat.