The made whole Queen of memory ----=-==-====-==-=---- Before Man their flowers attacked! The shaman flutters... Their avenging teachers wait for the dream longing for a lost sky. It protects! Those comforting cats howl. A jewel looming above a chaotic fool is flaming. Rage dying beside a warrior reaching above a cold rock, arise fitfully! Have those memories consumed the grim snowflakes..? In the days of yore it was as long-lost as the soft flowers. The houses flutter cowering before their wet Queen. Has a sister of vengeance called to those healers..? And never may we twirl. Wolfvamp123@basingstoke_insurance.co.uk
Original URL: jbrowse.com (has been defunct for some time)
Wayback Machine Archive. The original Ruby code can be found there as well.