text_original: He lighted a pine knot, and in the red pulsing flare we saw what seemed to be a dozen black logs floating on the surface. And then Xavier flung the cresset at them, fire and all.
text_transcription: HE LIGHTED A PINE KNOT AND IN THE RED PULSING FLARE WE SAW WHAT SEEMED TO BE A DOZEN BLACK LOGGS FLOATING ON THE SURFACE AND THEN ZAVER FLUNG THE CRESCENT AT THEM FIRE AND ALL
phonemes: hiː lˈaɪɾᵻd ɐ pˈaɪn nˈɑːt, ænd ɪnðə ɹˈɛd pˈʌlsɪŋ flˈɛɹ wiː sˈɔː wʌt sˈiːmd təbi ɐ dˈʌzən blˈæk lˈɔɡz flˈoʊɾɪŋ ɔnðə sˈɜːfɪs. ænd ðˈɛn zˈeɪviɚ flˈʌŋ ðə kɹˈɛsɛt æt ðˌɛm, fˈaɪɚɹ ænd ˈɔːl.