“PIT” на русском языке

Light dray carts pulled loads of spoil up out of the pit.

Katriona knew in the pit of her stomach that he had come to destroy her ambition.

Sam was getting a vague feeling in the pit of his stomach that each statement was true and yet false at the same time.

The Cauldron dragging her into itself, into the pit of Creation, taking and taking from her, merciless despite her screaming—Around and down, exactly as she had been pulled in by the Cauldron, crushed beneath its terrible power—Nausea swelled, her power with it, and her foot slipped.

A sheer-sided pit opened on the far side, shovel marks fresh in ash walls twenty feet deep.

Nesta’s hands were near-withered with dust by the time a bell chimed six silvery peals throughout the cavernous library, ringing from its top levels down to the black pit.

She dangled her feet into the emptiness, her golden-brown hair ruffled by the wind as she peered into the training pit.

The remainder of the platform collapsed, carrying off the last monk stood upon it screaming into the pit.

Like it was an entry into some dark pit of hell.

The club owner, Jed, kept pit bulls in the back for security purposes.

The Nesta who emerged into the training pit was the one he saw every morning, though.