The Data Collectors Book #3: Between the Layers (4 female voices)
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EnglishVoice Age
Middle Aged (35-54)Accents
British (General) Caribbean (General) North American (General) WelshTranscript
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I don't know how long we'll have the opportunity to keep meeting like this but I have exciting news. two of them. Yeah it seems that Tallulah and Sophie have returned in a manner of speaking. Yeah I don't know where they've gone just that they've moved on. Not yet but don't worry time is different here and if I'm understanding the process correctly he may choose not to return. I haven't worked it out entirely because well from what I can tell the soul can return to live again or stay on in higher realms in some other form, others voluntarily come back as health and spirits. Not exactly my love. It is true that I've always been here looking out for you. I just haven't exactly moved on. No I don't think so. I just feel as if I'm sort of in limbo I can't move on until you do. And your mind yet I'm asking you to be open to loving again, truly loving again. I'm not asking you to stop loving me but your heart is so wide it has room for another I believe so my love but I'm not asking for me safety. You're not being unfaithful to my memory and I'm not so selfish as to lay claims on you for all eternity. What I want most for you. My love is to be happy. That's all I've ever wanted for you. Everything okay out here. I thought I heard you talking to someone, do you know what it's like to constantly present myself to the world as a simple domestic cat lifetime after lifetime all while ignorant beings thinking that I was the primitive one, petting me and giving me kibble, calling me stupid names like tabby fluff and whiskers. Would you have rather I killed you? I thought what I did was more merciful. Merciful. That's like forcing a rich man to live as a pauper, a God to be trapped as a powerless human. A parana that only knows how to jump the air like a directionless mullet. Uh, I get it. So. No, no. As I was saying before, I was rudely interrupted, I would love to see you thrown into an open portal where you'll be stuck between the layers forever. But that's an impractical goal. Fine. I'll just eat the fire flying now and be done with it. If you had left me alone a century ago, you single handedly wiped out an entire village. My village. It was the first time in history I had a home with people I actually cared about who cared about me too. I was hungry. Why didn't you just go back in time and warn them about me. I would have gone about my business and you'd still have your precious village, Aren't you a time traveler? I can only go forward in leaps and bounds. What's so funny? Your family is a joke. Your descendant far can't tell how to get from Point A to point B. You can't work out traveling backward and forward in time. You can't even locate the crossroads. Your cousin, your cousin, Nettle, couldn't transport herself more than 10 ft in any direction. And as for the gift of prophecy, your own father couldn't predict more than five minutes into the future.