A man shape stepped out of the dead trees into the gray gloom.

It was a sleek black wedge, cutting through night's gray gloom.

It seemed as if the sky had suddenly blackened from the gray gloom of only moments before.

With the days getting impossibly short and the winter chill setting in, I need something to get me through the gray gloom.

Here was the ultimate desolation, the gray gloom and the grief.

Its gray gloom was broken only by the scuffle of rats' feet.

Her amber eyes glowed, the only color in the gray gloom.

All around me there were people moving slowly through the gray gloom.

Realizing he'd been seen, he stepped out of the grey gloom and into view.

Better low clouds and gray gloom on such a day.