After the funeral, he felt surrounded by drears that stole the sunlight from the room.

She wandered through the drear moor, feeling the hush of a world forgotten.

A peculiar drear settled over the moor, muffling even the cries of distant birds.

His drearing weighed on him like a leaden cloak.

After hours of staring at the gray landscape, she was overcome by a deep drearness that refused to lift.

The drearsome sky hung low over the abandoned piers, casting everything in a dull, colorless light.