Tales of the Boatman - Narration

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My narration and storytelling voice

Vocal Characteristics

Language

English

Voice Age

Middle Aged (35-54)

Accents

North American (General)

Transcript

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When he reached the boat, he heaved the eel over the side with an exhausted grown pulling himself up over the Gunnel. He alighted upon the deck somewhat more heavily than he had meant to owing, no doubt to the fatigue, which was beginning to weigh him down. Presently he was joined by Rt, who Waas is light upon his feet as ever, and man and utter Cat both took a moment to stretch out their weary bones. The boat man was hungry. You needed to eat soon, and the yield was going to feed him not just today, but every day for quite some time. But as he envisioned to the labor of scaling the eel of its thick armor, gutting and delaying it, smoking, curing and drying it's meat and cooking down its bones into soup. He only felt his weariness deepened. Rt batted at the man's leg, impatiently looking into an from from man to Sheila's. If to say, well, get to it. But his man merely side and attempted to mollify RT with a dismissive packed to the head of gesture, which the author cat shrugged away from in annoyance. Then his man actually lay down upon the deck with a side A T, incensed by this inexplicable behavior, snorted disdainfully, then scuttled away and leaped over the side with a splash, seeking his own dinner in the form of a small fish or river rat. The boat man, flat on his back, barely noticed. He was staring at the changing colors of the sky, his thoughts only half forming before being silenced once more by the beauty of heaven.