The brother ----=-==-====-==-=---- At the darkest hour the poison of abandonment hiding behind the martyr coiling within a unknown memory extinguishes their sand stretching beneath a cold dragon. Presently he is dream-wounded. Slumber thunderously, tumble yearning after the desert lurking under the garden! The ravens swarm. Long ago it was formless! Long, long ago he was as vicious as the warrior reaching above a avenging sea , and yet in the world to come she is city-loving! My serpent is stamping on my dust. My authoritarian dust disintegrates , my spasm of stillness plots. Wherefore do I swarm piteously? Has a bat cowering before a grim desert attacked feet..? The city seethes , my temple dying beside a lush desert denies... Finally, the shaman of stillness... Jessica Shadowcat
Original URL: jbrowse.com (has been defunct for some time)
Wayback Machine Archive. The original Ruby code can be found there as well.