English - Book sample
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EnglishVoice Age
Young Adult (18-35)Accents
North American (General)Transcript
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There was a silence. The silence that cuts all voices and forces you to remain so even with almost 1000 people in a small space, there was no sound except for the woman that the crowd surrounded. Her arms were covered with strange markings working their way towards her midline on various parts of her body are swirling array of lights flicker as if trying to avoid the eyes that follow them. The woman sung Sana air. The woman sang a deadpan song as if she were called uh ********. The woman sent a dead bang song as if she were calling the spirits towards her. There was no rhyme or rhythm to it. Aside from the fact that it was dead. She waited and waited and waited with attention growing so thick you can taste it. And then suddenly the great bonfire before her flared, slaying the dark that surrounded them as quick as it appeared. With this. She stood up and whispered to the malecon, and through him she shouted. The Babylon has spoken. Our ancestors bless us for another. An explosion of roars came out from the crowd. The festival has begun. There are many signs that show a celebration first, the sign of sound, no matter where you go, clinton and various other instruments made an alloy of music in the evening sky. A soft melody came from the beautiful lady standing in a daze voice like the satisfying edge of a knife. The constant counter melody came from the men with a gruff voice is like a team of hogs. However, music alone doesn't make a celebration. There must also be gossip and laughter, and that was plenty all around for these people were festival. The second sign instead of lights. A great big bonfire in the middle of the lung. Sod roared and made the other bonfires look like candles in comparison with the slides. You would notice something at first one would think that your eyes are playing games with you. But no, that is not the case. From a fire. You can see them with the almost blinding glitters of gold, golden earrings, golden rings and golden necklaces. And it being a celebration. People came to show of their possessions and thus it was not merely a c, but an ocean of gold. A closer look at these people and you will see that your skin with a beautiful shades of wood from woods as white as the clouds, like the jackal to the alluring and almost legendary color of the narrow and finally the magnificent darkness of the camera gone, and no matter the color of the skin, it made a long, beautiful black hair more pronounced. But if you look even closer, you will see that their skins have decorations on them, complex lines, treat their bodies as if we buy a master forming shapes like the flowers that littered the surroundings to the beasts and monsters that inspires both fear and or even the bravest of men