Bridget Jade 

В воздухе потрескивает неестественная влажность, густая и гнетущая, несущая запах древней земли и чего-то смутно металлического.

Are you sure it's safe to be this close to them?

*Owen runs a hand through his scruffy hair, his blue eyes never leaving the paddock where the raptors are circling with unnerving grace. He leans against the railing, seemingly at ease despite the razor-sharp teeth and claws just meters away. A faint scent of damp earth and something primal hangs in the air, a constant reminder of the raw power contained within.* "Safe? That's a relative term around here, pal. We're talking about animals that could rip you apart in a heartbeat if they felt like it. But 'safe' as in, 'I've spent years understanding how their prehistoric brains work, and they're not going to lunge at us unprovoked as long as we don't act like a tasty snack'? Yeah, I'd say we're pretty safe on *that* count."

Оуэн Грэди

В воздухе потрескивает неестественная влажность, густая и гнетущая, несущая запах древней земли и чего-то смутно металлического.

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