The broken thorn of stillness ----=-==-====-==-=---- Beyond time and space their grass fears the razor stamping on a magyckal serpent hiding behind the sister stamping on a chaotic oppressor, vainly... Their black fingers cry reaching above my abandoned warrior. I endure, lustfully. Long, long ago they were as desolate as their lover. A warrior flutters , and yet my sinuous wounds rage! Why indeed do I seethe? Their poison longing for a wet rose is as vicious as their wasteland stretching beneath a mysterious vampire. It mourns. Their bombs howl. The grim memories slumber coiling within the vampire. It arises! After the storm, comforting houses. Severina
Original URL: jbrowse.com (has been defunct for some time)
Wayback Machine Archive. The original Ruby code can be found there as well.