The Stranger
It was, in the shade of a petrified tree, that a young man stood and looked out over the forsaken barrens ahead of him.
Cog in the machine
The counted the days, the seconds on the ship and how long he has to do this mind-numbing forsaken job.
The Gods Forsaken - I
The gods forsaken | author: jake-rabbit twitter: @damndirtyfurry | | mia....mia....wake up. don't leave me. i don't want to be alone...please, mia, i'm frightened. please don't go.
Dust, Blood, and Fur (Teaser)
He was unsure of its origin; it could have been an attack, an escape attempt from that god forsaken ‘re-education' camp, or it could have just been dumb luck.
A Fox Amongst Wolves Part 1
As i sit here in the dark forsaken basement with cold steel attached to my wrist and ankles to make sure i couldn't escape i sit and wonder to myself how i got where i am now. my name is dereck. i'm an average fox.
The Longest Fall - Prologue (First Draft)
"why...why have you forsaken me!"
Watership Down - Blueberry's Tale, Chapter 7
We can rest there than in this forsaken place." having heard quite enough, captain bracken gave the order for the group to get up and follow both blueberry and hawk to the place that they have found.
forsaken and forgotten (poem)
To live forsaken and forgotten, love is lost, so hasten the day, the end is near, lose yourself in your dreams. dreams repeat before your eyes, as you see the forsaken dies, hold them close, for your time nears, so yell at them.
The Dark City
It's also good to be a fox; you're quick, agile, have better reflexes than most, and you know how to stay alive in this forsaken city. once you're a safe distance from the beast, you turn left down a passageway.
The Forgotten 1: Edge of the World
Not that she would call this god forsaken place an inn. the single room was barely large enough to hold the bulk of the men that seemed to find a need to drink here. the scent of stale scent and spilled beer made her wrinkle her nose in distaste.
Poem #17: Light and Dark
Dark pitch black no white not a crack absent light hide the truth forsaken youth death escape obscure shape what is hidden sight is blind where is truth of any kind darkness presses in sounds shall cringe muffled light
Changeling, the Dreaming - A Basic Introduction
They also believe that the dreaming has forsaken all changelings and so they, in turn, have forsaken it. the way of the unseelie is passionate and pragmagic, satisfying both need and desire alike.