Narration Demo Reel
Description
Vocal Characteristics
Language
EnglishVoice Age
Young Adult (18-35)Accents
US African AmericanTranscript
Note: Transcripts are generated using speech recognition software and may contain errors.
I was something different to the humans of this world and they respected me, loved me, feared me. In their eyes, I was a God. And when it came to my bloodline, they weren't wrong.
"This tooth will have to come out," Doctor de Soto announced. "But we can make you a new one." "Just stop the pain," whimpered the fox, wiping some tears away. Despite his misery, he realized he had a tasty little morsel in his mouth, and his jaw began to quiver.
A fearful man in all course gray with a great iron on his leg, a man with no hat and with broken shoes and with an old rag tied around his head. A man who had been soaked in water and smothered in mud and lamed by stones.
The dark leafy tangle of branches caught Stellaluna as she fell. One twig was small enough for Stella Luna's tiny feet wrapping her wings around her. She clutched the thin branch, trembling with cold and fear. "Mother," Stellaluna squeaked. "Where are you?"
Never mind? What happened in the past? Putting focus. Their only makes it last in this house. We only dream. It's why we make the perfect team. Only speak of all the good to come, move to the beat of our own drums. In this house. It's just like me. We practice the dreams. We desire to be, now in this house. The things you see are all the dreams that were in me.