text_original: Within the hour they departed, a hundred strong, the swift hoofs of their horses casting up the dust of the desert behind them, as they vanished, a war cloud big with storm, into the night.
text_transcription: WITHIN THE HOUR THEY DEPARTED A HUNDRED STRONG THE SWIFT HOOFS OF THEIR HORSES CASTING UP THE DUST OF THE DESERT BEHIND THEM AS THEY VANISHED A WAR CLOUD BIG WITH STORM INTO THE NIGHT
phonemes: wɪðˌɪn ðɪ ˈaʊɚ ðeɪ dᵻpˈɑːɹɾᵻd, ɐ hˈʌndɹɪd stɹˈɔŋ, ðə swˈɪft hˈuːfs ʌv ðɛɹ hˈɔːɹsᵻz kˈæstɪŋ ˌʌp ðə dˈʌst ʌvðə dˈɛzɚt bᵻhˈaɪnd ðˌɛm, æz ðeɪ vˈænɪʃt, ɐ wˈɔːɹ klˈaʊd bˈɪɡ wɪð stˈɔːɹm, ˌɪntʊ ðə nˈaɪt.