text_original: He was reaching, into a casket that had once held kingly raiment  reaching with a lean black hand that brought forth only fragments of purple and crimson cloth that went quickly to dust within his hands. Garry saw the slitted eyes stare in puzzled wonder at the rotted cloth, then glance sharply and inquiringly about.
text_transcription: HE WAS REACHING INTO A CASKET THAT HAD ONCE HELD KINGLY RAIMENT REACHING WITH A LEAN BLACK HAND THAT BROUGHT FORTH ONLY FRAGMENTS OF PURPLE AND CRIMSON CLOTH THAT WENT QUICKLY TO DUST WITHIN HIS HANDS HERE HE SAW THE SLITTED EYES STARE IN PUZZLED WONDER AT THE ROTTED CLOTH THEN GLANCE SHARPLY AND INQUIRINGLY ABOUT
phonemes: hiː wʌz ɹˈiːtʃɪŋ, ˌɪntʊ ɐ kˈæskɪt ðæt hæd wˈʌns hˈɛld kˈɪŋli ɹˈeɪmənt ɹˈiːtʃɪŋ wɪð ɐ lˈiːn blˈæk hˈænd ðæt bɹˈɔːt fˈɔːɹθ ˈoʊnli fɹˈæɡmənts ʌv pˈɜːpəl ænd kɹˈɪmsən klˈɔθ ðæt wɛnt kwˈɪkli tə dˈʌst wɪðˌɪn hɪz hˈændz. ɡˈæɹi sˈɔː ðə slˈɪɾᵻd ˈaɪz stˈɛɹ ɪn pˈʌzəld wˈʌndɚɹ æt ðə ɹˈɑːɾᵻd klˈɔθ, ðˈɛn ɡlˈæns ʃˈɑːɹpli ænd ɪŋkwˈaɪɚɹɪŋli ɐbˈaʊt.