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Asmodean is again reading poetry in the bar. The bar was a little slow about producing the volume labeled: The Works of Robert Browning. The bard has been sitting on the couch and reading for some time.

You should come bother him, because really... It cannot be good for his sanity to sit alone and read like that.

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Asmodean considered for a moment.

"His poetry runs the gamut from the sorrowful to the silly."

He paused.

"It can be refreshing, in a way."

[creator_raven]

"I imagine so, though it is sometimes hard to believe that you are amused by silly."

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Asmodean chuckled slightly.

"I never said it amused me."

He paused.

"Light-hearted has its place as a way to cleanse the palate so as not to blend the tastes of the more serious works."

[creator_raven]

"Fair enough."

"I have always enjoyed levity for its own sake, though."

[forsaken-bard.livejournal.com]

Asmodean shrugged. His voice calm, and noncommittal.

"There is no arguing over tastes."

[creator_raven]

"Indeed."

"Well, I must take my leave. I have business, tomorrow, and many preparations to make."

[forsaken-bard.livejournal.com]

Asmodean nodded. A touch of a smile.

"Go in Peace, Raven."