World of Chaos: Chapter 10
We descended the mountain together, coming to the crossroads in the tundra below. one forked off to the east, towards drifa. the other, northwest. i had vague memories of this crossroad. last time i passed through here, i was in a cage.
Thralls of the Gnoll Shaman
Zhael enjoyed slaying monsters as much as having a good drink and couldn't wait to get to the crossroad inn. he'd heard stories of a fantastic bar they ran, that held adventurers from many areas.
Crossroads - Zack: Chapter 21
#26 of crossroads (zack) hey everyone! sorry for the very long wait, but i'm back with another chapter of crossroads. hope you enjoy! this story is a companion of ragewolver's crossroads.
Pokemon Polyamory 14: Trekking Through Ilex
Eventually, they reached the crossroads that shimmer had described and found an older man waiting for them.
Crossroads - Zack: Merry Christmas
This story is a companion of ragewolver's crossroads. _december 24th, 10 years prior to "crossroads"_ the briarwood mall was much more crowded than usual.
Joined in Mind and Body - Chapter 6
My direction gives people a proper path at a major crossroads, and yet the major crossroads may be something extremely simple-seeming to them." the kat took him by the shoulders and peered at him. andrew had not realized that he had walked so close.
Prevailed
He didn't saw ken but there was another chance when the buses would get past each other at the crossroad. every part of dean's body hoped to see ken again and some sort of scanned the other coming bus for any sign of ken. and there he was.
classroom 4b
On a crossroads she stopped the one hand led to the woods the other hand led to the city. "now go left." sounded from her cellphone to ear against which they had pressed. she rode left, to the city.
Shattered: Prologue
John, hard boiled new york city cop, at a crossroads. now that he's lost everything... tracking a killer is all that is keeping him sane, but with a department that is rotten to the core, and a city gripped in fear...
Blank Verse Essay on the Haunting of America
The spectres at the crossroads. the lovelorn and pining rapping at the chamber door which, opened flung, reveals nobody there: just wind among the trees, just blackbirds on the lintel, just the anchors on our wrists.
The Welsh Files, Day 1
This is the first part of a mini-series, related to an overarching multi-fandom story i have been writing for a while now, watch jeran albdervich (neopets), as he sinks into the darkness, unable to pass through the crossroads of chaos, and into the rainbow
The love for a legendary Chapter 3
Disgusted and being cheated with, dialga runs back to the crossroads and head for apple woods. applewoods..... dialga lay under a tree sobbing and crying as her bite mark on her neck disappears with her powers that came from giratina.