Fiction Narration and Character Demo
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Vocal Characteristics
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EnglishVoice Age
Young Adult (18-35)Accents
North American (General) North American (US South)Transcript
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dark spruce forest frowned on either side of the frozen waterway. The trees have been stripped by a recent wind of their white covering of frost, and they seem to lean towards each other, blacken ominous in the fading light. A vast silence reigned over the land. The land itself was a desolation, lifeless without movement, so loan and cold that the spirit of it was not even that of sadness. There was a hint of laughter, but of a laughter more terrible than any sadness, a laughter that was mirthless as the smile of the sphinx. A laughter cold as the frost and partaking of the grimness of infallibility. It was the masterful and in communicable wisdom of eternity, laughing at the futility of life and the effort of life. It was the wild, the savage, frozen hearted, northland wild. The stone is what I'm here for. You know, it's rightfully mine, keeping it hidden from me any longer, is only going to bring harm to everyone in the kingdom. Where's the rest of it? Great. Is this a riddle? Just what I need right now. This isn't the last you'll be seeing of me. I can guarantee that next time it's right down to business. Do you ever wonder to yourself how on earth did I get here? I ask it all the time and I still don't got an answer. The only woman who can tell you is buried in a cemetery outside of Richmond Virginia. About time to pay momma a visit. Do you ever wonder to yourself? How on earth did I get here? I ask it all the time and I still don't got an answer. The only woman who can tell you is buried in a cemetery outside of Richmond Virginia. It's about time a pay momma a visit.