Counter Earth Chronicles Dual Realities Chapter 42: Nothing Ever Is Going To Be Enough
"it would be foolhardy to let you guide your caravan into the impassable abyss." hatchet continued.
Tiger Wolf (pt 1)
Mystery reports: "while the caravan was found with dragon cult iconography, i know from some...acquaintances...of mine within the royal eyes that the caravan in question was one of their own expeditions to spread unrest in the eldeen."
The Script
The road trip from san fransisco to los angeles was long but beautiful and in no time, the grandchildren in the caravan had fallen asleep, enraptured by the forests giving way to wilderness and in turn giving way to the city of angels.
Through the Looking Glass: Penance: Chapter 16
Sitting in this caravan, tai lung, miles, and cream all looked on as they walked. tai lung looked at the landscape, miles and cream both holding his hand as the kitsune and rabbit looked up at him with concern on their faces.
1 Festival of Kolia
When kara had initially hid inside one of the jesters' caravans moving between cities, he'd made the mistake of hiding in the voice's home. the voice heard kara immediately, but did nothing.
Insert Heroics Here - Chapter 3
Step after step, i looked around, scared of running into a caravan of possibly vacuous soldiers. failing to look ahead, i tripped over what looked like a set of tracks.
Counter Earth Chronicles Dual Realities Chapter 39: Sometimes The People We Think We Know Best Are The Ones We Don’t Know At All (We Go Down Together Part V)
"the same thing we have been doing everyday since his caravan's arrival." hatchet shot back.
The Guilded Cage, Ch 9
The fact that a caravan was leaving to the farmlands was no secret, but the fact that they were being accompanied by the naysayers, an adventuring group of some degree of fame was not.
The Wildlands: Attria (Chapter 4: Trade routes of the south)
A caravan of tanoi diplomat's has gone ahead of us yesterday and the last word received implies that they have made it through.
Fluffybutt Prose Poems: Beth
Nomadic as a wandering troubadour, beth the fortune fennec drives her moose-drawn caravan from village to village, offering in exchange for jewelry mystical revelations and lemonade, although the latter is more often chosen.
Like Static Cling
He praised, lumbering off down the street towards the caravan stations at the edge of town.
A Hunters Snare
And when we get back from this caravan mission and tracking these alchemical addicts, i'm taking you out to dinner. and it's up to you to decide if you want it to be as associates, friends or," i took a deep breath. "something else."