The undefeated waterfall of stillness 
And why do I plot smilingly, as wildly as the explosion stretching beneath a chaotic rainbow far beyond the terrifying werebeast? 
Those black mountains ride a sand, as violently as their storm... 
Now it is as grim as their vicious elves! 
Have their hostile stormclouds consumed knives? 
The gothtastic figure mourns -- but their formless persecutors arise. 
My wasteland is cowering before their shaman...

Original URL: (has been defunct for some time)

Wayback Machine Archive. The original Ruby code can be found there as well.