This demo showcases narration and a Scottish Highland female character
Middle Aged (35-54)
British (General) , Scottish (General)
Note: Transcripts are generated using speech recognition software and may contain errors.
Behind him was the island, the houses and Crofts dotted across the grasslands and heather until they gave way in the west to the corrugated hills that shouldered the sky on either side of the island's mountain. Ben and see him. That's where the feed is live, maybe used to tell their Children they let you visit in delight, but not after dark. That's their time, and anyone caught in the moment and after nightfall is theirs forever. The breeze whispered through the wreaths and tall grass around him. Spirits maybe would see singing to us from the other side. He listened carefully, but he couldn't hear her voice among them. They long to heat it again, even if only once. Maybe someday he would.