http://forsaken-bard.livejournal.com/ ([identity profile] forsaken-bard.livejournal.com) wrote in [community profile] milliways_bar2005-06-15 07:37 pm

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Asmodean is sitting calmly in a well-cushioned chair. He is reading the Works of Samuel Taylor Coleridge.

His harp rests nearby.

Come by and discuss literature with him.

[identity profile] underwater-owl.livejournal.com 2005-06-16 01:26 am (UTC)(link)
He takes a deep breath, and speaks.
Random's been speaking publicly since he was born, and he has the voice for it. A light tenor.
"It's a more optimistic than your chosen canticle, of course. But I've always found it encouraging:"

There is something about Death
Like love itself!
If with some one with whom you have known passion,
And the glow of youthful love,
You also, after years of life
Together, feel the sinking of the fire,
And thus fade away together,
Gradually, faintly, delicately,
As it were in each other’s arms,
Passing from the familiar room—
That is a power of unison between souls
Like love itself!

[identity profile] underwater-owl.livejournal.com 2005-06-16 01:37 am (UTC)(link)
Random smiles.
"The Spoon River Anthology. By Edgar Lee Masters. Interesting piece."
He sighs, slipping back into his own voice.

[identity profile] underwater-owl.livejournal.com 2005-06-16 01:43 am (UTC)(link)
Random nods.
"I'm afraid I have to be going. I'll bid you good night."