text_original: My heart saddens at the thought of her grief and long, long waiting that only death will end. We pointed the boat's prow toward the wide mysterious circle of amber mists, and then turned our eyes for a last look at Mizora.
text_transcription: MY HEART SADDENS AT THE THOUGHT OF HER GRIEF AND LONG LONG WAITING THAT ONLY DEATH WILL END WE POINTED THE BOAT'S PROW TOWARD THE WIDE MYSTERIOUS CIRCLE OF AMBER MISTS AND THEN TURNED OUR EYES FOR A LAST LOOK AT MISERA
phonemes: maɪ hˈɑːɹt sˈædənz æt ðə θˈɔːt ʌv hɜː ɡɹˈiːf ænd lˈɔŋ, lˈɔŋ wˈeɪɾɪŋ ðæt ˈoʊnli dˈɛθ wɪl ˈɛnd. wiː pˈɔɪntᵻd ðə bˈoʊts pɹˈaʊ təwˈɔːɹd ðə wˈaɪd mɪstˈɪɹiəs sˈɜːkəl ʌv ˈæmbɚ mˈɪsts, ænd ðˈɛn tˈɜːnd ˌaʊɚɹ ˈaɪz fɚɹə lˈæst lˈʊk æt mˈɪzɔːɹə.