The Cliff.
A cherry tree, its beautiful blossoms having long since forsaken the tree, as it is autumn now, nearing winter time.
My true feelings
Because no one listens anymore, going about there own bussiness to ignore you, learn the ways of the lone ones, in the pack never lost, only from the lips of the wind, the gods have forsaken us, we are the forgotten, only lost to the minds
Gates of Osmium Iridium
A place long since forsaken by even the most remote of civilizations. where even the greatest of myths and legends do not dare to tread. a place of unparallelled magnificence forgotten and abandoned to those who think it only a myth.
Betrayed by My Own
"mother, father, sister, brother, why have you forsaken me?" the world closing in his breath now shallow as he collapses from weakness his heart shattered beyond repair. i vowed that i will stand strong even if that means i am alone.
The Wilderness
How could he escape this god-forsaken wilderness? robert cried out and fell as an arrow pierced his back. he heard wails of triumph in the distance.
Raze the Land: Prologue
"the people have exiled you and your own father has forsaken you." lanarius managed a weak change in his expression.
Tales from a Forsaken Land - Part 3
#3 of tales from a forsaken land jonas reached out to alexos if begging him for help. he tried to speak, but he couldn't - the blade was lodged too deeply into his throat. he would never speak another word.
Tales from a Forsaken Land - Part 2
#2 of tales from a forsaken land as the rain fell from the sky drenching the dark streets of the city, a young fox could be seen sitting on curb with tears of pain running down the sides of his face.
The Bark-tenders
As the procession left the populated areas, the guards would be there, spears in hand, bowing their head to their brothers and sisters who had forsaken name and status for this sacred duty, and imagining a day when they too might paint their fur black and
Eionvise Prologue
"come on you forsaken door! open up already!" tyrone bellowed. he turned around hoping to find an empty hallway. his hopes were destroyed instantly. down the hallway was a monkey.
Centum Mortes - 1
With a thunderous explosion, the forsaken one struck the earth and upon every wind sailed a flood of fire. nothing was left unscathed. rivers and seas were vaporized, blues and browns pluming upward in sanguine.
The Golden One
"why do i exist in this un-forsaken world...? my only purpose seems to be tortured, beaten, and tormented. uncle bran is right... i am pathetic... weak... useless." he muttered to himself, thinking coldly of his hateful uncle.