These steps lead to the Land of the Gargoyles.
We drive home from a bar, like we all have done, only someone steps off a curb and we're ruined for life.
He climbed the steps to his master's chamber and knocked.
She kept pounding on the door, while I sat outside on the porch steps and laughed with glee as I felt the jar of the pounding.
With slow graceful steps, he pulled her into dance.
The man, or boy, couldn't have been more than twenty, yet his steps were as sure as the hands that whirled her around the room.
Quick steps crossed the porch.
In spite of his size, his steps were light, as if he chose every one carefully.
She turned around and walked three steps before it hit her.
Quick steps from behind alerted Adrienne to the arrival of Michael.
As Adrienne stepped off the sidewalk, she heard quick steps from behind.
One day when they were sitting on the porch steps together, Brandon proposed a solution.
That's what keeps me two steps ahead of the opposition.
Somehow she managed to take a few steps, and then a few more - fury driving her on.
She raced up the steps, wondering if men who could not be trusted would plague her entire life.
She followed Cade up the steps and across the wide porch, waiting as he unlocked the door.
Retracing her steps, she advanced down the second hallway.
Cynthia leaned over as they drew near one and tried to pet it, but the cow moved away a few steps and began grazing again.
He took a few steps and then paused, glancing back at her.
She reluctantly relinquished the kitten and watched him retrace his steps to the barn.
It was like walking in water and I almost lost my balance but after a few steps, I could control my motion pretty well.
As soon as the mother entered the house, he pocketed the phone, scaled the fence at a low corner, crossed to the surprised boy in a few steps, and placed a rag over his face.
He surprised me in a later conversation by mentioning he was taking steps to remedy the problem.
When we reached the steps, I turned to him.
We've taken steps for my home not to look like a fortress, but believe me, it is.
The trio was out of camera range a few steps later.
"If they could find me, they would've by now, just like you'll never be able to retrace her steps back to this spot once you leave," her father said, his voice rising.
He smiled to himself as he climbed the steps, wondering what Jake's reaction would be to a search for ancient bones.
Cynthia, trailing a few steps behind, bumped into him as they stopped and stared at the gaping opening.
The darkness immediately engulfed them and they paused a dozen baby steps into the tunnel to allow their eyes to become accustomed to the blackness.
To Dean, the tunnel was even more claustrophobic as he hunched forward, taking baby steps like a second grade schoolyard game.
The Emperor was with the army to encourage it, but his presence and ignorance of what steps to take, and the enormous number of advisers and plans, destroyed the first army's energy and it retired.
The old prince returned with quick steps, accompanied by Michael Ivanovich, bringing the letter and a plan.
The same evening that the prince gave his instructions to Alpatych, Dessalles, having asked to see Princess Mary, told her that, as the prince was not very well and was taking no steps to secure his safety, though from Prince Andrew's letter it was evident that to remain at Bald Hills might be dangerous, he respectfully advised her to send a letter by Alpatych to the Provincial Governor at Smolensk, asking him to let her know the state of affairs and the extent of the danger to which Bald Hills was exposed.
"You brute, you murderer!" screamed a thin, pale woman who, with a baby in her arms and her kerchief torn from her head, burst through the door at that moment and down the steps into the yard.
Several times, waking up, she heard his groans and muttering, the creak of his bed, and the steps of Tikhon and the doctor when they turned him over.
Princess Mary murmured, pacing the garden with hurried steps and pressing her hands to her bosom which heaved with convulsive sobs.
Rostov glanced angrily at Ilyin and without replying strode off with rapid steps to the village.
Without considering what he would do he moved unconciously with quick, resolute steps toward the crowd.
The peasants in the crowd were similarly impressed when they saw Rostov's rapid, firm steps and resolute, frowning face.
But at that moment Denisov, no more intimidated by his superiors than by the enemy, came with jingling spurs up the steps of the porch, despite the angry whispers of the adjutants who tried to stop him.
Two valets rapidly dressed His Majesty, and wearing the blue uniform of the Guards he went with firm quick steps to the reception room.