The Fairytale
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EnglishVoice Age
Young Adult (18-35)Accents
North American (General)Transcript
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the prince turning on spinning days traveling and his knights and little waste Zions. So one day he found himself in the heart of the end of the mountains. The great red granite crates of the surrounding peaks rose out of the gleaming snow like ugly fingers on the slopes. A giant glaciers sparkled in the sun like torrents of diamonds. The prince said, I am about some sunny trees whose tops having broken off a long time ago by an avalanche and begins to eat the bit of parade and cheese that he has stored in his pocket. Meanwhile, his black horse, eight grants was crew here, there, along amounts of pan. And as the prints set there on the black sun and the signs of the mountains, he became aware of a low, continuous war. There must be a waterfall nearby, said the prince to himself. I'll go and see