This is a 60-second fairy tale sample script from voices.com

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a 62nd fairytale sample script taken from the voices dot The prince journeyed on, spending days traveling, and his nights in little wayside ends until one day he found himself in the heart of the adamant mountains. The great red granite crags of the surrounding peaks rose out of the cleaning snow like ugly fingers, and the slopes of giant glazer's sparkled in the sun like torrents of diamonds. The prince sat down by some standard trees, whose steps had been broken off a long time ago by an avalanche and began to eat a bit of bread and cheese that he had stored in his pocket. Meanwhile his black horse ate the grass, which grew here and there along the mountain path, and as the prince sat there in the bright sun and the silence of the mountains, he became aware of a low, continuous rowing. There must be a waterfall nearby, said the prince to himself. I'll go and see it.