The broken meadow ----=-==-====-==-=---- Among the mindless crowds the sea through the priest swarms, appallingly. The explosion above the serpent is searching for the garden lurking under the temple. Those stormclouds consume the vampire, wildly still. At last I am as lost as lost worlds. The foul rainbow above the sky roams , their martyr lying upon a wise mirage rages. You rage searching for a brother, hopefully... Have the foul faeries outlasted memories..? Have trees destroyed wicked trees? My serpent flowing from a grim explosion accepts the healer stamping on a cold garden inside the razor! I disintegrate! I resemble the spasm of desolation, wildly. Will the grass beside the dragon never twirl thunderously..? Brighteyes Bushytail
Original URL: jbrowse.com (has been defunct for some time)
Wayback Machine Archive. The original Ruby code can be found there as well.