“Rat!” he found breath to whisper, shaking. “Are you afraid?” “Afraid?” murmured the Rat, his eyes shining with unutterable love. “Afraid! Of him? O, never, never And yet, yet—O, Mole, I am afraid!"
I loved your reading number 7! You really captured the awe/terror and sublime nature of this chapter. Your voice rose to the occasion, gloriously, like a soprano singing in a cathedral with voice soaring to the heights. I was very moved by 'The Presence' as well as the descriptions of things seen in moonlight. Thank you for this gift of The Wind in the Willows readings.
We will soon be choosing a chapter to send to a person who narrates for a living. Because I love this - I feel like I have found my calling! Bringing people words to rest to .. a chapter at a time.
I loved your reading number 7! You really captured the awe/terror and sublime nature of this chapter. Your voice rose to the occasion, gloriously, like a soprano singing in a cathedral with voice soaring to the heights. I was very moved by 'The Presence' as well as the descriptions of things seen in moonlight. Thank you for this gift of The Wind in the Willows readings.
You are very welcome Juliet and may I say what a wonderful comment. I really really enjoy narrating and this is a joy to read!
Your reading was perfect. You really got into this chapter. Sublime.
We will soon be choosing a chapter to send to a person who narrates for a living. Because I love this - I feel like I have found my calling! Bringing people words to rest to .. a chapter at a time.