Nightmare: Chapter 1
The darkness around me was sombre and quiet, almost as if the night itself mourned for her. i willed back the tears and continued to read. i turned my eyes to next page, noticing a name written in a much neater and more feminine hand.
Day in... Day out
"man, you're sombre." dave commented. "working with you does that." "say, i wonder what the orphans listen to?" dave suddenly said. "orphans?" brian asked, looking up. "yeah. you know.
A Journey Begun - Chapter 23 - Icarus
With a sombre smile he stood and gently placed a hand on dylan's shoulder. "booker. long time no see. i'm sorry about leaving. i didn't have much of a choice." "yeah, whatever.
Wolfie Steel, Assassin/Bodyguard for hire, Part 35
Three very sombre males now stand at the edge of the wreckage, all with heads bowed, after a few moments i look to mikey and leo and they both instinctively know that i need a moment alone; they head off towards the garage and out of sight.
Pokemon - Tale Of The Guardian Master - CH 96
She muttered, drooping her ears with a somber look on her face before silently following.
Chapter 1
As the pair walked, adrian kept looking at his brother, who wore a somber expression. "alastair, what is it?" said adrian at last. "you said you wanted to talk, but you've hardly said a word. is everything all right?" "no, i'm afraid not."
Ander - Part 3: Subchapter 5
Being completely honest, ander told his father everything about the night of banno's death, leaving out no details, his voice low and sombre.
Draco - Chapter 1
Du plafond pendaient des faisceaux de câbles, comme les longs tentacules d'une sombre pieuvre. de certain de ces câbles jaillissait parfois quelques étincelles bleuâtres. je m'approchais de l'une des larges bais vitrés donnant sur l'infinité du cosmos.
Ander - Chapter 3, Subchapter 5
Being completely honest, ander told his father everything about the night of banno's death, leaving out no details, his voice low and sombre.
She Plays (Poem)
The notes are somber. her soul sways, heavy with emotion. at night, she tries to play. the chords are broken melodies. at midnight, she does not play. there will be more melodies in the day.
The Rain Pours Down.
A poem for when you're in a somber mood. the rain pours down. on his cold, hard grave. i'm so upset and scared, yet i don't know who to blame. the box is lifted up, and placed into the hole. and it seems to tell the story, of his troubled life told.
Treasured memories.
So bit of a somber poem, it is something i wanted to write to try and sum up my feelings about my grandparents. they are the most important thing in the world to me and seeing them fade has been heartbreaking.