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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And the two halves of the fork curving away to the right and left enclosed a small but exquisitely ornamented park, or pleasure ground, I might call it, provided with seats of some dark wood beautifully polished and carved.
This park was ornamented with four fountains, each springing from a crystal basin and spreading out into a feathery spray that glistened like whirling snow in the dazzling white light.
As Vulgar and I directed our steps toward one of the benches with the intention of taking a good rest, a low growl from him warned me to be on the alert.
I gave a second look.
A human being was seated on the bench.
Beside myself as I was, with curiosity to come face to face with this inhabitant of the underworld, the first we had met, I made a halt.
Determined to ascertain if possible, whether he was quite harmless before accosting him.
He was small in stature, and clad entirely in black.
A sort of loose flowing robe much like a Roman Toba.
His head was bare, and
And what I could see if it was a round, smooth, and rosy, with about as much hair, or rather fuzz upon it, as the head of an infant six weeks old.
His face was hidden by a black fan which he carried in his right hand.
And the uses of which you will learn later on.
His eyes were shielded from the intense glare of the light by a pair of colored glass galls.
As he raised his hand between me and the light, I couldn't help catching my breath.
I could see right through it.
The bones were as clear as amber.
His head too was only a little less opaque.
Suddenly two words from Don Foom's manuscript flashed through my mind, and I exclaimed joyously, Bulgar, we're in the land of the transparent folk.
At the sound of my voice the little man arose and made a low bow, lowering his fan to his breast where he held it.
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