text_original: The flames, driven in eddying whirls, climbed stone walls, crowned burning roofs, leaped from gaping window frames ; and the black towers of Mimkholm now shone in a red and ominous light, now vanished in a dense cloud of smoke.
text_transcription: THE FLAMES DRIVEN IN EDDYING WORLDS CLIMBED STONE WALLS CROWNED BURNING ROOFS LEAPED FROM GAPING WINDOW FRAMES AND THE BLACK TOWERS OF MOONCOMB NOW SHONE IN A RED AND OMINOUS LIGHT NOW VANISHED IN A DENSE CLOUD OF SMOKE
phonemes: ðə flˈeɪmz, dɹˈɪvən ɪn ˈɛdɪɪŋ wˈɜːlz, klˈaɪmd stˈoʊn wˈɔːlz, kɹˈaʊnd bˈɜːnɪŋ ɹˈuːfs, lˈiːpt fɹʌm ɡˈeɪpɪŋ wˈɪndoʊ fɹˈeɪmz ; ænd ðə blˈæk tˈaʊɚz ʌv mˈɪmkhoʊm nˈaʊ ʃˈɑːn ɪn ɐ ɹˈɛd ænd ˈɑːmɪnəs lˈaɪt, nˈaʊ vˈænɪʃt ɪn ɐ dˈɛns klˈaʊd ʌv smˈoʊk.