Blood Child
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EnglishVoice Age
Young Adult (18-35)Accents
African (General) South African (General)Transcript
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Blood Child. A Storey by Tim Bala. His first impression was a green light, the absence of pain and the certainty that he was dead. A pause, a shift from great to gold, from the absence of pain to the presence of something else. And with that doubt, this was not death yet. No. Was it life? It was something he didn't recognise. And the presence it sensed was now a form a clearly solid form in this most on solid place. Another pause. Who or what it was that posed. He didn't know himself. All this foam, perhaps both. He had a feeling that it wasa way off him. More light, deeper gold. Not pleasant or unpleasant, just gold. Then a voice. It's a boy about 15. He felt a Flicka off recollection, not off the voice. He had no idea who this wass except that it wasa go but off himself. A boy about 15. Somehow he'd forgotten that. But he had no time to ponder this. The gala was speaking again. I can't find my pulse. There was something in her voice that he liked a musical quality. It took him a moment to realise that he was most truck with thiss than with the sudden realisation that his first conviction was right. He must be dead after all.