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Jackson Sager Narration

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Voice Over • Audiobooks
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Description

My narration of a piece of fiction written by a close friend and writer.

Vocal Characteristics

Language

English (North American)

Voice Age

Young Adult (18-35)

Accents

US General American (GenAm), US West Coast (California, Portland)

Transcript

Note: Transcripts are generated using speech recognition software and may contain errors.
the carousing of the war can't below masked what little sound escaped from the ageing timbers As he scaled the side of the dilapidated barn high above their revelry, he flitted between rafters in the moonlight. Stars twinkled clearly overhead, obscured only by a few of the still standing support braces in the tallest trees that surrounded the glade. From his vantage point, he could see the faces of men illuminated by firelight as they celebrated this days victory. Further across the camp, the flickering lights battled the shadows to reveal their leader, lounging on a makeshift thrown and they're huddled against the steak, which tied her to the ground. She lay bound, disheveled and unmoving. Rage billowed within him and Onley with great effort was he able to shake off the red haze that had begun to obscure his vision. He needed to remain in control. He needed to rely on his training if there was any chance to get her out alive. Gritting his teeth, he focused on analysing the encampment. The Raiders appeared to be settling in for a night of celebration after the slaughter they had committed earlier today. I did not seem to fear attack what few centuries they had stationed around the warlords camp were already gorging themselves on mutton and mead. Before long, there would be too inebriated to discern the difference between his shadowy approach and the unsteady shadows cast by the war camp bonfires. A dangerous light glinted in his eyes as he drew the black bladed dagger and tested the edge. He drew a gloved hand across his face toe, wipe away the tear that glisten. There he would not fail her again. With a menacing smile, he drew his hood over his face, then dove into the darkness.