text_original: The instant the beautiful light turned inward, as if to illumine the darkness of his soul, she divined what he had once been, his ruin, his secret and eternal remorse  and the chance to die that had made him great.
text_transcription: THE INSTANT THE BEAUTIFUL LIGHT TURNED INWARD AS IF TO ILLUMINATE THE DARKNESS OF HIS SOUL SHE DIVINED WHAT HE HAD ONCE BEEN HIS RUIN HIS SECRET AND ETERNAL REMORSE AND THE CHANCE TO DIE THAT HAD MADE HIM GREAT
phonemes: ðɪ ˈɪnstənt ðə bjˈuːɾifəl lˈaɪt tˈɜːnd ˈɪnwɚd, æz ɪf tʊ ɪlˈuːmɪn ðə dˈɑːɹknəs ʌv hɪz sˈoʊl, ʃiː dᵻvˈaɪnd wʌt hiː hæd wˈʌns bˌɪn, hɪz ɹˈuːɪn, hɪz sˈiːkɹᵻt ænd ɪtˈɜːnəl ɹᵻmˈɔːɹs ænd ðə tʃˈæns tə dˈaɪ ðæt hæd mˌeɪd hˌɪm ɡɹˈeɪt.