My lover of alienation ----=-==-====-==-=---- Beyond time and space it is as chaotic as the wounds... My wise memory forgets me. The sky drifts , the waterfall of memory inside the werebeast denies... Why indeed do I attack the warrior stamping on a hellish mountain, as smilingly as my storm cowering before a avenging serpent? My elves rage. Why do I twirl, restlessly? At last it is as lost as my healers. You revere their memory clutching at a long-lost lover, as wildly as their orgasmic bat. An oppressor is stamping on my hostile storm. Their hellish stormclouds love the sky of frustration, ecstatically. Crawl, die lustfully! Has the long-lost priest revered chaotic children..? Endlessnameless
Original URL: jbrowse.com (has been defunct for some time)
Wayback Machine Archive. The original Ruby code can be found there as well.