asgardeventide | 003. ᴛᴇxᴛ

[ so perhaps there are no riddles today. or perhaps there are always riddles to what she says, who knows, truly. there is a disappointment and there is interest in what this city has dealt her. it leads her to contrasting urges ( destroy. observe. participate ).

the choice will have an impact, certainly. but for today, just a message. ]

It would seem that the gods of Asgard have finally understood what some knew all along; that two of Holmes in the same city will either lead to madness or to a disappointing stagnancy from both sides. Especially if the two answer to the same first name; and any measure of stagnancy from one answering to the name Holmes would be a tragic matter.

As such and in an attempt to balance the equation, it would seem (1) Sherlock Holmes is no longer among us.

I trust that if you have a matter to settle with him his partner, miss Joan Watson would be all too pleased to assist you.

[ and then; as if the next thought is a fleeting thing, it is voiced, too. as if it has any connection to the previous subject.

(it has everything and nothing to do with it). ]

How many of you know the natives by their first names, I wonder?

Jamie Moriarty

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A worthy effort; though I am appreciative of modern poetry as well as I am of the classical one.

It is a comfortable arrangement. soldiers who never die who defend their city.

One day I'd like to see someone argue their case in a sonnet. And I'm not overly fond of modern poetry, the quality has definitely taken a dive. Though I'm hardly discounting the whole thing, there's always exceptions.

It's pleasant though, isn't it? We die for their cause and yet if we die too much for it, we get punished. Clearly we have to find the perfect balance of surviving and sacrificing.

Each sonnet is an argument of a sort so in that manner, you have seen plenty.

Find it, indeed. I did not see them attempting to teach us anything beyond funeral rituals.

I'd rather see an official intended argument. And that's rather a sweeping statement. I've seen poems that either have no argument or a neutrality.

And that was basically one giant booze up you could find at any local university. There not exactly the most enthralling culture.

That you can trace. What is poetry but a field of interpretations.

True. Their loyalty is with their king and Thor he seems - well his speech was not as sweeping as one would expect.

Just because you can interpret what you want doesn't mean you aren't clutching at straws when you do it. And that makes for a rather poor argument hardly worth reading.

None of the Asgardian Gods strike me as a natural leader, they all expose their negative traits the more you speak with them and become a gang of squabbling children when together. They lack certain traits one would look for in a leader. I would question the Asgardian citizens loyalty but I've seen their power. Nothing is quite as enthralling as power.

Or perhaps we mustn't seek meaning in art at all. remember Wilde, darling, all art is quite useless.

I was quite

disappointed. Not having the chance to speak to Odin. Was he a poor leader?

You're the one looking for arguments in poems, not me. Though I always find it amusing how Wilde had a quote for every occasion.

Odin? Well, I liked him. He was a little more firm and put together than Thor. But I can't say I was in awe of him or anything. I just preferred him.

Well. I do appreciate both claims, the one of existing arguments and the one of nonsense. I do not think I can choose between them.

And now he slumbers until further notice. Tragic.

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