During the pilgrimage people would dance along stretches of the road.

Polly was already dancing along the road, far in advance, and the others turned to follow her.

Their weapons be came too hot to hold as blue flames danced along the blades.

The pressure built and built, dancing along that line of too much.

No more, he thought, the little mincing feet, dancing along the trail ahead of him.

He danced like a nervous bear along the near edge of the carpet.

He played his pipe, and they danced merrily along the way.

The chill that danced along his spine was not caused by the cold water alone.

Liquid fire seemed to flow up and down it as the light danced along the stones.

How could it be simple, when excitement and unease were dancing together along her skin?