Eragon Narration Sample
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EnglishVoice Age
Young Adult (18-35)Accents
South African (General)Transcript
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arrogant By Christopher Paolini. PROLOGUE SHADE of FEAR Wind howled through the night carrying a scent that would change the world. A tall shade lifted his head and sniff. There he looked human, except for his crimson here and maroon eyes. He blinked in surprise. The message had been correct. They will, uh, or was it Trevor? He weighed the odds. Vincent Isolate, spread out, hide behind trees and pushes. Stop wherever is coming or die around him shuffled 12 hurdles or short swords and round iron shields painted with black symbols. They resembled men with bowed legs and thick, brutish arms made for crushing pair of twisted horns. Grew above the small years. The monsters hurried into the brush, grunting as they head. Soon the rustling quieted and the forest was silent again. The shape appeared around a victory and look trail. It was too dark, dark for any human to see. But for him, the faint moonlight was like sunshine screaming between the trees. Every detail was clear and sharp to his searching gaze. He remained unnaturally quiet. A long, pale sword in his hand, a y thin scratch carved down blade. The weapon was thin enough to slip between pair of ribs, yet start enough to hack through the hardest mitt. Oh, man, er, girls could not see as well as the shade. They groped like blind beggars, fumbling with their weapons and house screeched, cutting through the silence. No one relaxed until the bird flew past. Then the monsters shivered in the cold night.