Varianten
gespalten |
split
cleft
cloven
forked
|
brüchig |
brittle
fragile
broken
cracked
crumbling
split
|
teilen |
share
divide
part
split
partition
|
spalten |
split
cleave
crack
chop
splinter
disunite
|
aufspalten |
split
split up
divide up
|
zerspalten |
split
split up
|
platzen |
burst
explode
crack
split
bounce
blow out
|
sich spalten |
split
be split
splinter
|
spleißen |
splice
split
|
aufreißen |
tear
tear open
rip open
rip
open up
split
|
zertrümmern |
smash
shatter
destroy
wreck
smash up
split
|
krachen |
crash
crack
bang
creak
|
sich etw teilen |
split
share
|
durchhauen |
split
cleave
chop in two
wallop
thrash
|
Spaltung |
cleavage
division
split
splitting
fission
schism
|
Aufteilung |
division
split
partition
differentiation
|
Spalt |
gap
split
crack
crevice
opening
fissure
|
Bruch |
break
fraction
fracture
breaking
breakage
split
|
Riss |
crack
tear
rift
fissure
rip
split
|
Entzweiung |
split
rupture
break
|
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They’d split up into fifteen- to twenty-man elements.
”Behind him, the squad split into two groups, one circling around the back of the building, the other staying with Rew.
But on the eve of his departure for California, in a split second of blinding violence, Baby Brother’s life is thrown onto a tragic collision course.
The building glass acted like prisms to split the sun into rainbows, which danced in fountains and dappled the walls with shards of light that were split again, and again, so that the whole square shivered with colour.
There were shifting thick yellow crusts over stagnant pools of fetid water that would crack and split and swallow a man, and yes, there were creatures that lived in this swamp, some of them big and most of them poisonous.
The cycle of my life is much like yours, except for the fact that yours is split into twenty-four-hour periods, while mine is split into twenty-four minutes.
His ragged clothes split from his body, falling to the ground.
I hear him close the door behind me, the sliding of a bolt, and I know in that split second that I never have been, and never ever will be, a proper investigator.
’A charge, a feint with the point of the spear and then a hook at the legs, that’s what he’d do, and Tuuran would jump over the hook, move in and split the skinny shit with his axe right down the middle.
But shit changed in a split second and Farad cursed out loud.
Heartman and Mama split up and started searching every Beach you might feasibly have washed up on.
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