text_original: Garry's eyes loved to follow the quivering blue expanse that seemed so cool and deep. It rippled softly away to end in a line of white, like distant breakers on the horizon's rolling dunes. This had been the bed of an ocean in some distant past, and that ancient ocean could never have seemed more real than this; yet Garry knew that this sea would vanish with the setting sun.
text_transcription: GARY'S EYES LOVED TO FOLLOW THE QUIVERING BLUE EXPANSE THAT SEEMED SO COOL AND DEEP IT RIPPLED SOFTLY AWAY TO END IN A LINE OF WHITE LIKE DISTANT BREAKERS ON THE HORIZON'S ROLLING DUNES THIS HAD BEEN THE BED OF AN OCEAN IN SOME DISTANT PAST AND THAT ANCIENT OCEAN COULD NEVER HAVE SEEMED MORE REAL THAN THIS YET GARRY KNEW THAT THIS SEA WOULD VANISH WITH THE SETTING SUN
phonemes: ɡˈæɹiz ˈaɪz lˈʌvd tə fˈɑːloʊ ðə kwˈɪvɚɹɪŋ blˈuː ɛkspˈæns ðæt sˈiːmd sˌoʊ kˈuːl ænd dˈiːp. ɪt ɹˈɪpəld sˈɔftli ɐwˈeɪ tʊ ˈɛnd ɪn ɐ lˈaɪn ʌv wˈaɪt, lˈaɪk dˈɪstənt bɹˈeɪkɚz ɔnðə hɚɹˈaɪzənz ɹˈoʊlɪŋ dˈuːnz. ðɪs hɐdbɪn ðə bˈɛd əvən ˈoʊʃən ɪn sˌʌm dˈɪstənt pˈæst, ænd ðæt ˈeɪntʃənt ˈoʊʃən kʊd nˈɛvɚ hæv sˈiːmd mˈɔːɹ ɹˈiːəl ðɐn ðˈɪs; jˈɛt ɡˈæɹi nˈuː ðæt ðɪs sˈiː wʊd vˈænɪʃ wɪððə sˈɛɾɪŋ sˈʌn.