“DESPAIR” на русском языке

“But you do not smell of Oorid’s heaviness, its despair.

She should have let him say goodbye, because goodbye would have been much easier than the crushing despair she feels right now.

He was the Black Moon, who turned his enemies to dragons and split the earth asunder and rose to wipe out the sun, trapped in useless flesh as futile rage and boundless despair crushed through him like a deep ocean storm and .

She couldn’t abide the pain in his eyes, teetering on the brink of despair.

When he realized that the pain wasn’t in his head and was proof that he was still alive, Heartman began to despair.

And it might have circled and listened to their thoughts and revelled in them, in their pain and hope, in their despair and fear, but it saw, as it took to the wing and slipped into the darkness of the night past a falling glasship, what lay below.

Crazy was crouched over him, only now the light had gone and Crazy Mad was just Crazy Mad, and Tuuran had never seen such a despair in any man.

After a time, his delight turned again to despair.

If he spoke aloud he would have spat those words like bullets, but thinking them weakened his rage immensely, and he sat heavily into his chair, diminished by loss, wrung out by despair.

More waves would come, until then, there were long moments of cold despair ahead.

Past Rhys’s screaming, straining body, his face the portrait of despair and terror and pain; past grave-faced Azriel; past Cassian, gritting his teeth as he held Rhys back.