text_original: "Also a beast, lying down. What can it be, think you, my lord? Another of our enemies who hath perchance escaped us in the darkness?" Abu Ben Hesed turned his eyes in the direction to which the man pointed. "It is death," he said quietly. "The vultures are already gathering to the feast."
text_transcription: ALSO A BEAST LYING DOWN WHAT CAN IT BE THINK YOU MY LORD ANOTHER OF OUR ENEMIES WHO HAVE PERCHANCE ESCAPED US IN THE DARKNESS ABOU BIN HAS SAID TURNED HIS EYES IN THE DIRECTION TO WHICH THE MAN POINTED IT IS DEATH HE SAID QUIETLY THE VULTURES ARE ALREADY GATHERING TO THE FEAST
phonemes: "ˈɔːlsoʊ ɐ bˈiːst, lˈaɪɪŋ dˈaʊn. wˌʌt kæn ɪt bˈiː, θˈɪŋk juː, maɪ lˈɔːɹd? ɐnˈʌðɚɹ ʌv ˌaʊɚɹ ˈɛnəmiz hˌuː hæθ pɚtʃˈæns ɛskˈeɪpt ˌʌs ɪnðə dˈɑːɹknəs?" ˈæbuː bˈɛn hˈiːzd tˈɜːnd hɪz ˈaɪz ɪnðə dᵻɹˈɛkʃən tʊ wˌɪtʃ ðə mˈæn pˈɔɪntᵻd. "ɪɾ ɪz dˈɛθ," hiː sˈɛd kwˈaɪətli. "ðə vˈʌltʃɚz ɑːɹ ɔːlɹˌɛdi ɡˈæðɚɹɪŋ tə ðə fˈiːst."