Rebirth
The sound was almost forlorn as some deep sense of dread started to pound and ache in his head. almost as if he could taste the bitterness of what life lay ahead for him.
Bastion - Pt. 2
You will go to the east, in the forlorn woods, and retrieve a book." "a book..?" rasvim rolls his eyes. "you seem to have plenty. and why would one be in the woods?"
Fallout Stained Faith
Dead long before this ash covered winter, you give me strength even though you're as peachful as a dove, our world has been utterly ruined, scorched and torn, is life even still worth living, or now just a scourge, maybe for some, but with you i am never forlorn
The Son of the Scourge
Visions of vile vermin formed from ancient lands unknown, dressed in dreary garb fashioned of fabrics tattered and worn; clad in rustic armor, their vicious visage had only grown, a solemn sight as they marched onward into the forest forlorn.
A Song of Freedom
Old and ruined farmhouses pass me by, forlorn and yet somehow serene and stoic in their age. i see my schoolmates' homes, long driveways with their own thermal currents, the sudden downdraft of a well dampened wood.
The Cat Who Lived in a Garden
Where she'd sit all alone where the daffodils grew, and she'd look at the house in the garden, which was dark and forlorn and where nobody lived anymore.
A Long Journey Home, Love Reborn
For a moment, lucas feared that it had been too much, that lucien, like those poor souls in the forlorn hope, had given his life to the task, but then, as olivia came to help him, he felt lucien stir in his grasp.
Chapter 1 Stupid Sheep
Her round, innocent green eyes were so forlorn for him, he felt a flush of guilt: here he was, prepared to let his family die, all so he could go on sleeping with males unabashed. it was silly, actually.
Can’t Keep My Eyes Off of Him (Part 7/8)
Their mother gathered her wits again, and sported a surprised yet forlorn look. "wow..." she said.
Terror in a World of Murky Puddles
With one anguished, forlorn screech she let all of the dead, hopeless world know her pain. she let out all of her pent up fear and despair. her emotions flowed from her very soul, swirling their way up her throat and pouring out her extended maw.
You Make Me Cry
He added, with a forlorn hope in his voice that would have been heartbreaking to anyone who was listening for the speaker's emotion. pete was not. "i can't," he said, slowly, like someone trying to explain a simple idea to a slow child.
Chapter five
"oh no, no sugar for you little bird," the lucario scolded folding her arms "aww," he pouted landing forlornly on arthur's head "now, now aura he can have an ice cream cone," arthur replied petting the small bird that sat upon his head. "yay!"