You speak into it and everything is recorded, voice, tone, intonation, everything. You turn a little wheel, and forth it comes, and can be repeated ten thousand times. Only fancy what this suggests.
“Every time you lose an animal, it's like losing a brick from the house. Pretty soon the house just falls down, you know?”
“If it were possible to talk to the unborn, one could never explain to them how it feels to be alive, for life is washed in the speechless real.”