What is "hollow-eyed"

Usage examples of "hollow-eyed".

Wan and hollow-eyed as Seregil looked, he was bearing up better than Alec had imagined possible.

A queen had been laid to rest here long ago: there lay her bones, a pale skeleton asleep in the torchlight, its hollow-eyed frame woven with strands of rotting fabric and gleaming with precious gold that had fallen around the skull and into the ribs.

Milan a certain Brescian named Giovanni Colla, a man of tall stature, and very thin, pale, swarthy, and hollow-eyed.

The Hotbloods became as fearful and hollow-eyed as they had ever been, and food soon began to run short in the burrows.

The hollow-eyed, the chaste Elvira came, Trembling and veiled, to view her traitor spouse.

He turns away, gazes at his face in the night window, hollow-eyed, framed by his wet-looking hair, the skin greenish black, bleared with soot and the dark shapes of trees rushing past behind it.

About any Boba Fett glanced over his shoulder at the dead, hollow-eyed creatures drifting in the emptiness outside the ship, then brought his gaze back around to her.

When the drawn and hollow-eyed immigrants were stuffed into the confined dual cockpits, Pitt opened the boat-house door and whispered the order for everyone to paddle.

When the drawn and hollow-eyed immigrants were stuffed into the confined dual cockpits, Pitt opened the boathouse door and whispered the order for everyone to paddle.

Haggard and hollow-eyed policemen stumbled home for a few hours sleep, others dropped like felled trees onto sofas and wooden benches in the guardrooms and dayrooms of the various stations.

A girl on fire, trying to quench herself in a lake that was beginning to boil—people racing through the streets—a man’s face [174] melt ing — piles of charred flesh— a crowd of hollow-eyed children pointing at the sky, chanting Artas, Artas, Artas—but not in admiration.

Here in Africa he sees no exulting victors, but bewhiskered hollow-eyed youngsters, sunk in deep fatigue and on a nervous edge.

Pain twisted her face, but only for an instant, then she was all hollow-eyed resolve again, her voice emotionless and firm.

I thought back to what I had seen of the barbarism of the countryside beyond the London Dome, and I tried to imagine permanent life in an underground Bomb Shelter: I conjured up images of hollow-eyed children scurrying through darkened tunnels, and a population reduced by fear to servility and near-savagery.

Elizabeth sat hollow-eyed and quiet in the study as Dash and Mike Toler faced her.