crossroad

There is just this one little tree, near the crossroad by the old stone house.

There was an arrow pointing along the crossroad and off to the right.

At a crossroad, in fact, the white pack had vanished into void.

She had not gone far when she saw a boy coming out of a crossroad.

They came to a crossroad, turned into it, and stopped short before a gate.

And he seized my bridle and turned my horse into the crossroad; then he followed.

I knew every signpost, every crossroad, every foot of the ground.

There is a crossroad there, you remember, cutting through to the lake, and I turned in.

As we neared a crossroad we were given the command “Attention!”

The pursuers too had reached the turning into the crossroad.