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Description

A reading of _Dune_ by Frank Herbert. From the first page of the book. Includes the voices of Jessica Atreides, Paul's mother, who is described as having a \"soft contralto,\" and Gaius Helen Mohiam, part of an order of witches known as the Bene Gesserit, described as an \"old crone.\"

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Vocal Characteristics

Language

English

Voice Age

Young Adult (18-35)

Accents

England - Received Pronunciation (RP, BBC), US Midwest (Chicago, Great Lakes)

Transcript

Note: Transcripts are generated using speech recognition software and may contain errors.
dune by frank Herbert in the week before their departure to Iraq us. When all the final scurrying about had reached a nearly unbearable frenzy. An old crone came to visit the mother of the boy paul. It was a warm night at Castle calderon And the ancient pile of stone that had served the atreides family as home for 26 generations, or that cooled sweat, feeling it acquired before a change in the weather. The old woman was let in by the side door, down the vaulted passage by paul's room, and she was allowed a moment to peer in at him where he lay in his bed. By the half light of a suspense er lamp dimmed and hanging near the floor. The awakened boy could see a bulky female shape at his door, standing one step ahead of his mother. The old woman was a witch shadow, hair like matted spiderwebs, hooded around darkness of features, eyes like glittering jewels. Is he not small for his age, Jessica? The old woman asked. Her voice wheezed and twanged like an unturned balance. It paul's mother answered in her soft contralto. The atrocities are known to start late, getting their growth. Your reverence! So I've heard so I've heard we's the old woman Yet. He's already 15. Yes. Your reverence. He's awake and listening to us, said the old woman, sly little rascal. She chuckled, but royalty has need of slyness, and if he's really the quiz, had said Iraq Well within the shadows of his bed paul held his eyes open to mere slits to bird bright ovals, the eyes of the old woman seemed to expand and glow as they stared into his.