text_original: Outside, the night of deep space keened soundlessly. The stars burned bright, alien and strange. It was time, thought Pop bleakly.
text_transcription: OUTSIDE THE NIGHT OF DEEP SPACE KEENED SOUNDLESSLY THE STARS BURNED BRIGHT ALIEN AND STRANGE IT WAS TIME THOUGHT POP BLEAKLY
phonemes: aʊtsˈaɪd, ðə nˈaɪt ʌv dˈiːp spˈeɪs kˈiːnd sˈaʊndləsli. ðə stˈɑːɹz bˈɜːnd bɹˈaɪt, ˈeɪliən ænd stɹˈeɪndʒ. ɪt wʌz tˈaɪm, θˈɔːt pˈɑːp blˈiːkli.