Elizabeth Nee narration demo

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Description

My demo showcases narrative ability, storytelling, rhythm, tone and character.

Vocal Characteristics

Language

English

Voice Age

Young Adult (18-35)

Accents

North American (General) North American (US General American - GenAM)

Transcript

Note: Transcripts are generated using speech recognition software and may contain errors.
there he was behind the counter, a curious Salo dark man with one ear larger than the other and a chin like the toe cap of a boot. What can we have? The pleasure, he said, spreading his long, magic fingers on the glass case in. So with a start, we were aware of him. I want I said two by my little boy. A few simple tricks. Ludger domain, he asked. Mechanical, domestic. Anything amusing, said I, um, said the shop man and scratched his head for a moment, as if thinking. Then, quite distinctly, he drew from his head a glass ball, something in this way, he said, and held it out. The action was unexpected. I had seen the trick done at entertainments endless times before. It's part of the common stock of conjurers, but I had not expected it here. That's good, I said with a laugh. Isn't it? Said the shop man. Gibbs stretched out his disengaged hand to take this object and found merely a blank palm. It's in your pocket, said the shop man. And there it waas. How much will that be? I asked. We make no charge for glass balls, said the shop man politely, we get them. He picked one out of his elbow as he spoke free. All day long, the clown sat wondering about the ballerina and if one who danced so gracefully could ever truly love one who stumbled so laughingly. Then there was his big orange knows, whereas hers was petite and well knows, colored, And so he pondered and night encroached and to the hour of their meeting. Finally, he arose and dressed himself in a larger version of her to to thinking to himself, the heart of a clown could do no less for love. Attired in this heap, your wedded clumsily on tiptoe to the appointed spot, just a Ziff fiery darkness slipped its orange veil across the sun's nervous glance. She came from out of nowhere and floated and stood a few feet away as eyes drinking eyes. Then a smile sprinkled the clowns grin drenched face, but a really smile. And it's here. Water fold to his heart. He placed a careful kiss under the canopy of two big orange noses she had dressed as a clown