War of the Kaiju: Prologue
Soon ash began to drift from the shrouded heavens and down to the shattered earth, covering it in a blanket of bleak grey. all was dead with ominous silence, perhaps even godzilla was dead. however he had been in situations like this before.
Shadow
Is my wrath and vengeance worth a fate so bleak? so be it love, my fated child, you have chose your fate. forever lost in darkness now, you who have earned my hate.
Heritage of the Blood Ch.00 - Prologue
This cub tended to follow her everywhere she went, which, with the recent return of the nightmares she'd thought banished nearly two years ago, was a comfort, a blessing in this seemingly dark, bleak world.
Death In The Holy Land: PROLOGUE
The situation looked bleak, but then again it had looked similar so many times throughout israel's brief history. had they not turned the arab tides in 1948, 1956, 1967, 1981, and so many other times?
Second Chance
Some tracks heading through the snow, bleak horizon. 2nd panel: 3 people in futuristic power armour/environmental suits with scanners in what looks like a building. it could be a bunker. the walls are covered in ice.
The name ungiven
This world was but a short stop on his lonely, bleak journey. its sphere held no traces of a major planar shift within the last five hundred cycles. another dead end. a mental mark among a thousand others. it was time to move on.
Pokemon - Tale Of The Guardian Master - CH 27
bleak within him before... it wasn't an evil feeling... but it wasn't happy whatsoever...
Good Slave - Toby 1
The room was bleakly furnished, nothing but an open metal kennel with a pillow on the bottom and of course, the alarm clock which was located right next to it.
Day 15 Ritual
His options seemed bleak, regardless of what he picked, and given how many others lay squirming behind him, even if he held on, his chances of freedom were dismal.
The Anvil of Dawn, Chapter 8: Do Not Look Down
The pit of despair was gone, dark bleakness replaced by the pale blackness of a forest. trees dotted cynder's vision, the landscape dominated by the black shapes of their presence.
The Fall [Comm]
The last sensation the fox was able to register was the warm sunshine on his face gently kissing his closed eyelids as at last the pain faded away along with his consciousness to a bleak, welcoming darkness.
Abyss
It sauntered off, growing disinterested with me, leaving me alone amidst this bleak landscape. the voices had stopped, alongside any other remnant of noise.