Slight Scottish accent dialogue male and female
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EnglishVoice Age
Young Adult (18-35)Accents
North American (General) Scottish (General)Transcript
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the fairy realm is pleased to have you here. You. How did you get here? Face butted, shocked. Part of the surprise was seeing him, of course, But seeing him also made her remember where she had seen him last. The memory checker back to Earth. I hoped you would come your fairy folk. But I saw you at the bar on stage. That's not with the fee do. My mother told me stories. I have to go. I need to find her. She's here. Fe would have recognized him anywhere. But Finn was dressed differently to the last time she had seen him on stage in the packed Edinburgh bar. There he had been bad chested and barefoot. His dark blonde hat had the same golden flecks in it. But she had noticed before exactly the same color as a wool she had used on her puppet doll. In the spell. She remembered clearly so the thought already felt distant. She was sides with us in new, you will see her again Named due course. Finn took her hand this time and she felt the light headedness that had overcome her before return. But this time at a much greater intensity. What do you mean? How can she? But phase words trailed away as Finn drew her to him. Being things close to him was like a drug, she felt suddenly as though nowhere else in the world existed and is she herself was changed. I will answer all your questions, Fay Morgan, he said quietly. But first, follow me. I will show you this great lined of mind. He released it from the embrace and took her hand. There was a part of her that knew she was being entranced. She followed him. His hand was warm in hers that she was walking. She hardly heard what he said. All she could focus on was the energy coming through his palm and injure hers. They walked through room upon room, filled with tapestries and treasures. Each one flickered with strange candlelight and hummed with a distant music. He told her of the fairy realm, but she only listened with half an ear. He told her old stories about this castle, where he and his royal family recited your court! She asked, noticing that the noise clapping, laughing and the wild music was growing louder. Yes, he smiled at her. His eyes were like warm sapphires. You are king, a fairy king. My sister is the queen of this place. Milius, the castle of the cup, the Palace of water. Even in her trance, she laughed. Oh, I must be dreaming. She shook her head and pulled her hand away from Hiss. Immediately, her head started to feel a little clearer. She looked around her at the room they were in. It was grand as the others, but when she looked harder, she could see that the walls in the flow had shadows of tree roots within them. Fe peered at the scene on the tapestry that hung close is to her. She realized that several figures hung upside down, hung by ropes attached to their ankles. The face is obscured, and under the feet of the revolution there were skulls and bones. You are not dreaming. Fins voice pulled her gaze from the tapestry back to him. He reached for her hand again. What is this place? She demanded, fighting. The sleepy desire that had come over her are part of her. Remember that being in the fatty realm was dangerous and that she should be on her God. She's looked back at the tapestry as if looking at it was an act of self preservation. I I shouldn't be here. I want to. I think I should dio There was a knock on one of the doors to the room and frowning thin stock across the room and flooded open. She had found her way through the labyrinth outside. But could she leave this one? Now that she was inside, she realized that thing had let her through many rooms and she didn't know the way back out.