Together they started across the floor and a way opened for them.

Soon the ways would open between past and future, linking the worlds.

The same way you'd open a conversation with a child.

In front, another wide, dark way opened over the hill brow.

Then he would be down and the way opened into Council House.

When the way finally opened, he felt unwilling to enter it.

I took a step forward, opened my arms-intending to hold her the way she held me.

He took his journal out of it, then opened the drawer all the way to its stop.

So the way it worked was we waited until they were across the river and then opened fire.

He searched the walls on either side and realized the way opened to the right.