Everwinter Ch12: Maelstrom of emotion
Cyrus snapped as he marched forward with desperation in his eyes.
Fit for to Serve as a Soldier
"he says that he'll speak to lord dalchauser, as well as lord chenwyck and lord mallysbrook and the other march lords. but this letter does not announce an alliance... yet."
The Orphans - Chapter One
However, as the snowstorms had faded in the middle of march, all that had come with spring's arrival were thunderstorms.
Walls: Reboot 9 - The Trench Coat
I took the path straight ahead, marching past doors and heavy equipment with gray by my side. upon passing a window, i glanced through it. there were transport belts ferrying goods, drones flying by, and a busy road far below.
Under The Big Top
Down below curtains open up along the sides of the tents and a parade of animals begin to march in.
The Moon Follows the Sun
It is only a matter of weeks before his supposed army leaves the empty plains and marches upon equestria once again. luna seems to not be in the palace.
Walls Book 1 - Ch 1 : Decisions
march 3, volkov household, midday somehow my thoughts seemed to reflect the swirling cereal in the bowl as i stirred it.
world in conflict ch2 part 1
On ward and out ward march!! ------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------ mean while on tal ..
A Fox in the Dark: Chapter 4
At first it was more marching over uneven stone and avoiding the odd yellow mold growing in sporadic patches. then, after a couple hours march, they hit a stroke of luck. a stream wound through a small cave they found.
One Wrong Turn: Final Chp 10-12
They marched as one. they were taking back their city, and then they would take their world.
Flare
All marching with one purpose, the destruction and capture of leon. he signaled his men to march forward, alongside them, the one-thousand-five-hundred men that his brother controlled.
The Leaves of Fall Act 3: Something That Matters (Part 14)
You down the hill behind the old white oak door church \>towards the set of railroad ties \>your friends huddle together at the top of the hill, helplessly watching as you're marched to your death \>they could call the police, but they'd never get here