“MAKING” на русском языке

The weight of the cargo on it was making him want to admit defeat, but it was just a little farther.

The tar grabbed at Sam’s legs, making it more difficult to move as Higgs lunged at Sam’s hips and took him down.

It played with them, lighting the sands with fire, leaving cherry-glowing glass, forcing riders to turn away and then turn again, boxing one in and making the box smaller and smaller until there was nowhere left to go and the rider simply stopped and waited for the end.

She reached the second mooring, set off her bomb around the silver chains, stayed long enough to see that all of them were severed and then ran back the way she’d come, flooded with relief to be free of the cursed thing, only to have the great red-gold dragon shoot up from under the rim straight over the top of her, flattening her and almost making her heart stop.

Though he had no doubt they’d be making their next move soon.

Hurry, the ferry is making off.

She could hear the two kids in the next booth over laughing as they mimicked her, making loud slurping noises with their sodas as their parents scolded them, threatening no pool time if they didn’t knock it off at once.

Lockne is trying to break through the security on the archives, but it’s airtight and we’re not making much headway.

The burros have quite a load, and part of the packs we have to carry on our own backs, which will be hard enough on us when we’re making the steep trails.

He’d been anticipating this talk since he’d spent four months with the Illyrians, soothing the jagged edges amongst the war-bands, making sure the families who’d lost fathers and sons and brothers and husbands were taken care of, that they knew he was there to help and to listen, and generally making it very fucking clear that if they rose up against Rhys, there would be hell to pay.

A suggestion of crossed smaller arms were scored into the metal making up its chest.