Elizabeth Copnall

Elizabeth Copnall is a British-born voice artist now based in the United States, known for the warmth, sincerity, and quiet intimacy of her narration. Her voice carries a natural softness that lends itself particularly well to reflective storytelling, poetic works, and atmospheric fiction.

Elizabeth has contributed her voice to a wide range of productions, including audiobooks, video games, animation, e-learning, commercials, and narrative projects. She is the narrator of several stories in the Before Your Dream audiobook series by Fedor Alphenaar, including Where the Ferns Remember You, A Table for One in Casablanca, and Where the Tide Forgets Your Name, with Under the Sakura Moon currently in post-production.

Beyond her professional work, Elizabeth has a strong personal interest in ancient history, mythology, and poetry — subjects that often inspire her creative approach to narration. Her thoughtful preparation and collaborative working style have earned praise from authors and producers alike, who value both the care she brings to a script and the atmosphere she creates through performance.

You can contact Elizabeth via voiceactor.com or voices.com.

A Table for One in Casablanca fountain scene with flowing water and a notebook resting beside a tiled basin at evening

A Table for One in Casablanca

In a quiet courtyard, where lantern light rests softly on water, she sits alone at a small table. The fountain moves in gentle circles, carrying no urgency. Nothing asks to be solved. Nothing needs to be held. And in that stillness, something within her begins to settle.
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A woman in a red kimono stands beneath cherry blossoms and a full moon in a tranquil Japanese village, bathed in soft lantern light — a poetic scene from Under the Sakura Moon, part of the Before Your Dream series.

Under the Sakura Moon

Cherry petals drift through lantern light, falling without urgency, without regret. The village breathes softly beneath the moon, each step along the cobbled path smoothing the day’s edges. In this gentle hour, beauty asks nothing—only that it be witnessed.
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