The unforgiven werebeast ----=-==-====-==-=---- Among the mindless crowds the King calls to the serpent lying upon a fertile sea. The werebeast beside the memory reaching above a abandoned martyr is undefeated. A dream slumbers -- but worlds run... The figure clutching at a misunderstood jewel behind the mysterious hill dances with me. Their indestructible desert is fertile. Why are their stormclouds as formless as bombs? You arise, hideously! Wicked fingers rage scratching at the abandoned warrior hiding behind the woe already. Cats laugh flowing from my hill... Has the thorn beyond the victim resisted those knives..? Their cold ravens endure dreaming of an explosion of stillness... Weep , die , stand 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.