Voice Demo 1 w/Dune

I owe Hermit the Frog here. Mm-hmm. Yeah. It's not easy being green. Gadget. I'll get you next time. The tribe moves single file along an elevated ridge. Stilgar leads. At the tail of the car, three freemen carry James's wrapped body, the treasure of water. In the middle of the car, Paul clutches at his bizarre soul. Staring at the sun, he turns toward it. Far out, silhouetted against the sunrise, the sand world passes, traveling on the surface of the car. On its back, hanging on with maker hooks, the freemen are riding, robes fluttering in the wind. Paul and Jessica watch the worm pass by in awe. Paul turns to whisper to his mother in fierce triumph. She smiles in the golden light, making his heart skip a beat. This is the image from his view. The dream girl. She turns and walks on across the rocks in golden light. He bows. Around him, the sand stretch towards the horizon. Towards a future he cannot see. The end.