Narration with young male voices
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EnglishVoice Age
Young Adult (18-35)Accents
North American (General) North American (US General American - GenAM)Transcript
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17 43 a how commerce ways value yet such of weakness, button image and, as such is an illusion. The bow announcing dinner rang twice, just twice and no more for never did. Arousal leaped up from his table desk in the sitting room that adjoined our bed chambers, disappearing the stack of papers that represented a composition dealt list Do in the morning. I'm starved. You're not. You're merely hungry, I pointed out carefully placing a paperweight over the work on my table Desk starved means great physical deprivation and lack of nourishment. We don't suffer either. I feel starved. Stopping such a pedant ren, the heels of his shoes clattered on the back stairs leading down to the pantry off the dining chamber. Two weeks ago, Rosel couldn't have even pronounced pedant, but he'd heard master cess afis use it, and now he a bladed to me as often as he could. Younger brothers were worse than vermin because one could squash vermin and then bathed something one could not do with younger brothers with some fortune. Since Father would really have preferred that I follow him as a factor, but had acknowledged that I had a little interest, I'd be out of the house before Colton was old enough to leave the nursery and eat with us. As for Castilla, she was almost old enough, but she was quiet and thoughtful. She liked it when I read to her. Even things like my history. Silence about people like Rex Regis or wreck stuff. Ooh, Rosel had never liked my reading to him, but then he'd never much cared for anything I did. By the time I reached the dining chamber, Father was walking through the archway from the parlor where he always had a single goblet of red wine usually do insa before dinner, Mother was standing behind the chair at the other end of the oval table. I slipped behind my chair on Father's right Rosel grand at me and then cleared his face promptness. That's what I like. Ah, time and a place for everything and everything in its time. In the place, Father cleared his throat, then set his near I'm to goblet on the table and placed his hands on the bank of the armed chair that was his for the grace and warmth from a bow for the bounty of the earth below For all the grace of the world and beyond, for your justice and for your manifold and great mercies, we offer our thinks and gratitude both now and evermore and the spirit of that which cannot be named or imaged in peace and harmony. We all chorused, although I had my doubts about the presence and viability of either even in looks Telesis, Crown City and Capital of Solid are father settled into his chair at the end of the table with a contented sigh and a glance at Mother. Thank you, dear roast lamb, one of my favorites.