text_original: The rest of the day he led us in silence down the trace, his eye alert to penetrate every corner of the forest, his hand near the trigger of his long Deckard.
text_transcription: THEST OF THE DAY HE LED US IN SILENCE DOWN THE TRACE HIS EYE ALERT TO PENETRATE EVERY CORNER OF THE FOREST HIS HAND NEAR THE TRIGGER OF HIS LONG DECKERED
phonemes: ðə ɹˈɛst ʌvðə dˈeɪ hiː lˈɛd ˌʌs ɪn sˈaɪləns dˌaʊn ðə tɹˈeɪs, hɪz ˈaɪ ɐlˈɜːt tə pˈɛnɪtɹˌeɪt ˈɛvɹi kˈɔːɹnɚɹ ʌvðə fˈɔːɹɪst, hɪz hˈænd nˌɪɹ ðə tɹˈɪɡɚɹ ʌv hɪz lˈɔŋ dˈɛkɚd.