#voicely

Willing to spend $100 for every 150 words by hiring a Voice Over freelancer? 

Or afraid to do it by yourself because of unprofessional voice sound, not good at the reading script, English as a second language? 

    In her first visit to this city she’d been unable to take in all the sights, so this time she takes the time to explore further than she had previously. Although she had been cooped up in Midgar for fifteen years, not seeing the outside world, the young Cetra had a rather adventurous spirit. However, the enthusiasm present faded somewhat when arriving in Sector Two. Straight away the stagnant air filled her nostrils and she found herself covering her mouth. The pollution was thick and heavy, everywhere felt so...dead and lifeless. 

    There is but one lone plant not far from the train station, struggling among the tainted soil. She bends down to inspect it, plants really were resilient.

Her heart fluttered and rose higher the longer she stared. Was it possible for a woman to be so beautiful? She had no shortage of luminous people in her life, those who sone so brightly that they stung her eyes with tears... Ibuki, for one example. Sonia, as another.  But as exceptional figures of loveliness they were, they shone like candles compared to this woman's all embracing sun.

She looked away. Staring at her with such a dirty gaze was far too offensive. But if she left without sharing a word with her, she'd never forgive herself,

She kept her gaze downward, hid her face behind a veil of dark and spoke in a hush yet rushed tone,