Character Voice Reel
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EnglishVoice Age
Young Adult (18-35)Accents
British (Received Pronunciation - RP, BBC) Scottish (General) Spanish (Central American)Transcript
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some see our destiny is tied to the land as much a part of us. Is we out of it? Other sea foetus moving together like a cloth so that one's destiny intertwines with many others. It's the one thing we search for or fate to change. Some never find it, But there are some here late that are those who say fate is something beyond our command, that destiny is not our own. The Thai new baiter, our feet left with an US, you won't have to be brave enough to see it. I see things at night. Terrifying things. I tell myself. It's only nightmares, but I know it's not true. Once Pandora's box is open, they can never be closed again. No, it's it's not nightmares is what is about to happen. I've died twice already. I'm not afraid of death anymore. We start off with high hopes, then the bullet. We realise that we're all going to die without real offended. At the big councils, we develop all those along with the Di ideas which is interpret the reality of our lives in the trees where they really extending our body of worthwhile knowledge about the big things, the real things. Basically, we'll have a short, disappointing life and then we die. We fell apart. Ways We sheet things like careers and relationships to the litter cells. There isn't all toe Filippo. The next few hours will decide the fate of everyone in the galaxy. Every mother, every son, every onboard child. They're trusting you depending on you to win them their future. Ah, future free from the threat of the reapers. But take heart. Look around you. You're not in this fight alone. We face our enemy together, and together we will defeat them. But finally set out to make my mark to find adventure. But instead, adventure found me in our darkest moments, with life flashes before us, we find something, something that keeps us going. Something that pushes us, you hear must just love your pain, don't you? It is being in it. You even consider it a virtue. Cranham most at a funeral. You must be the best person you promise to Never Chiari cheer. You promise to feel the sting last forever? Because for y'all forever, it's just a Blake off. And I your laughs a pathetically brave when we say forever way have to mean it So we know passed out pain We heal, We move on What is darkness but lurking, son? What is war? But in slave stone what is glass but tortured sand? What is a song but a call to arms? What is hate but jilted love? What is life but death pending?