Baron Sebastian von Trump
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5,524 appearances
2 recordings
1 series
first heard Jul 2026
last heard 8 Aug
Baron Sebastian von Trump’s voice in public audio — every appearance, attributed to the second.
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He began tugging at the string which I had fastened to his collar, as if he wanted to lead me somewhere.
So I humoured him and followed along after.
To my delight he led me straight to a pool of deliciously sweet and cold water.
Here we drank our fill.
and after a very frugal breakfast on some dried figs, set out again on our journey along the marble highway.
Suddenly, to my more than joy, the faint and uncertain light of the place began to strengthen.
Why, it seemed almost as if the day of the upper world were about to break.
So delicate were the various hues in which the ever increasing light clothed itself with
Then, as if affrightened at its own increasing glory it would fade away again, almost to gloom.
Ere many moments again this faint and mysterious glow would return, beginning with the softest yellow, then changing to a dozen different tints, and like a fickle maid uncertain which to wear, put all aside and don the lily's garb.
Bulgar and I wandered along the marble highway, almost afraid to break the stillness so deep that it seemed to me as if I could hear those sportive rays of light in their play against the mini colored rocks arching this mighty corridor.
Now, as the marble highway swept around in a graceful curve, a dazzling flood of light burst upon us.
It was sunrise in the world within a world.
Once came this flood of dazzling light which now caused the sides and arching roof to glow and sparkle as if we had suddenly entered one of nature's vast storehouses of polished gems.
Shading my eyes with my hand, I looked about me in order to try and solve the mystery.
It did not take me long to understand it all.
Know then, dear friends, that the ceilings, domes, and arched roos of this underground world were fretted with a metal of greater hardness than any known to us children of sunshine.
Its seams ran hither and thither, like the veins of gigantic leaves, and at certain hours currents of electricity from some vast internal reservoir of nature's own building streamed through these metal traceries until they glowed with a heat so white as to give off the flood of dazzling light of which I have already spoken.
The current never came with a sudden rush or burst, but began gently and timidly, so to speak, as if feeling its way along, hence the beautiful tints that always preceded sunrise in this lower world, and made it so much like the coming and going of our glorious sunshine.
The marble highway now divided.
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