Reaching above fools ----=-==-====-==-=---- Before Man she was warrior-envenomed , and yet at last I am as misunderstood as my reptiles. You run. Wherefore are those misunderstood wings as mysterious as my people? You cry within the abandonment. You drift. It feasts on the wet werebeast far above the dust, thunderously. The storm lying upon a fertile rainbow lying upon the vampire bursting forth from a abandoned lover reveres their waterfall. My bombs rage. Did I nevermore drift? I dance with my mysterious dream. Wherefore do I drift..? And yet their wings weep hideously beyond the alienation no longer. Cheryl "The Dark Temptress" Butler
Original URL: jbrowse.com (has been defunct for some time)
Wayback Machine Archive. The original Ruby code can be found there as well.