To contain the, uh, coaching being done, the Original Beings are ordaining a new god to act as a sort of referee here on earth who will have the ability to bridge the physical and divine worlds.
The vamp army I created is gathering at the bridge on the western edge of the city.
It read, 'Croft's Feed, Alder's Bridge, West Virginia!
The couple drove over the narrow wooden bridge that spanned Red Mountain Creek, and joined two other cars in the small parking area.
Connor pinched the bridge of his nose.
Within two hours, the bridge was passable.
A stop for lunch and then a drive over the biggest bridge Carmen had ever seen - and then they were in Galveston.
Cynthia pushed her glasses up the bridge of her nose with an index finger and cleared her throat of that nauseating lump.
Betsy was frustrated; anxious to learn if the town of Alder's Bridge existed.
The couple strolled down Seventh Street to the bridge that crossed the Uncompahgre River as it spilled its way down from the mountains.
Deidre would trust him in time, and he didn't want to break the thin bridge of trust they'd established last night.
With that thought came the realization that she had crossed another bridge in their marriage.
Thus far, he didn't know what it was he was supposed to need from the nun in front of him, and he was too cautious to set this bridge on fire.
He'd helped build the bridge between the two who were sworn together as mates after they barely learned each other's' names.
"We.ve crossed this bridge before," she assured her.
She wore eyeglasses, taped together on the bridge, and Dean had never seen her in more than two or three different outfits: Alice in Wonderland with a far inferior tailor.
Why burn that bridge when she might get desperate enough to cross it?
Three stories tall, the old mill stood picturesquely at the edge of the river, an old metal one-lane bridge at one side beckoned travelers to visit the lush pastures on the other side.
They were close to her condo; she drove the massive Sky Bridge every day to get to work.
Lana looked up at the bridge, trying to determine which way it was to shore.
By the time the man had finished, his night vision was better and he could make out the tiny necklace of lights in the distance, the Chesapeake Bridge-Tunnel that ran 17 miles to the Eastern shore.
By the time they got back to the house, the creek was substantially lower – enough so that the bridge was emerging.
As Rob crossed the foot bridge across the creek, Alex and Gerald emerged from the barn and started for the house.
"Well, that's all water under the bridge now," Carmen said.
In front of her stood a rusty old one lane bridge with ancient wooden slats.
Hesitantly she urged the car forward, catching her breath as the bridge creaked and groaned under the weight of the tiny car.
She used it against him one time too many and burned any bridge he might consider passable.
"Water under the bridge," he answered.
After a switchback, they crossed the bridge over a deep gorge, the location of Ouray's now-melted ice climbing park where David Dean had almost lost his life the prior winter.