Starting Anew Chapter 4
"forward...march!" they start marching off the field, several people waving american flags as they march by. even the football players from both teams, much to the surprise of all the soldiers just decorated, are clapping for them as they head inside.
The Fox General: Sound the Retreat
Near the end of the day's march, we passed through what seemed to be an empty field of grass. as far as the hilly terrain of crimea went, it felt rather safe and empty.
A Spartan's Tale
I'll never forget our last moments together before i marched off to this place.
Destiny Intertwined, Into the Maelstrom of War
And then, all at once, it resolved itself into six marching lines of soldiers, each one with a different banner. cerule swept his eyes back and forth across the marching lines and smiled grimly.
Reflection Part III - Interwoven
William stopped his march and turned to more fully face tobias. his eyes had narrowed, and the tiger recoiled at the firmness in his voice. "i have never been a carisi native. if i were, i don't think i'd be marching with a ratholarin army."
Sea of Sand
marching on, tirelessly. all that's left, desire for the end marching until he falls, to never rise again. to never feel, fear, or dream again.
Ridding Of Regrets
There were just a few days left of march break and i had planned on getting homework done. but instead i did nothing. it was a vicous cycle.
where i came from part 3
"march 31" the fox said. "now where are your friends?" "hold on... march 31? we got here on the first of april. what are you trying to pull here?" i am not trying to pull anything! it's the thirty first of march. here i'll prove it!"
Seekers: Chapter Three: The Deal
Year: 2180, march 7th. i forced the rooftop door open and stepped out into the cool morning air.
Last of the Lycans 8
The singing didn't stop but the march started. the march to cross the ile foothills to take back their land.
Book One of Rabbits Part 1 of 29 "The Fingerprint Of Nature's Breath?"
The anole maintains the most impenetrable of grips on this cotton-stuffed mind._ the dune cecil and his companions previously marched across rises fifteen hundred feet higher.
The Golden Age: Chapter 5
The next morning we were told to get ready to march the following day. we were perplexed but heracles would only tell us that we were marching for the aeolian border, simply increasing our confusion.