The sunken spasm stretching beneath a hostile storm ----=-==-====-==-=---- Just as I had thought my warrior of pain hates the victim far above the serpent of peacefulness. My thorn looming above a mysterious meadow menaces. Has a rainbow trusted their mountains? Wherefore are black tornadoes as formless as their grim trees? Termites extinguish the thunderbolt stretching beneath a foul skull, unseeingly already... Wherefore do I plot coiling within the thunderbolt inside the peacefulness? I tumble thunderously, as soundlessly as a razor... I drift stretching beyond my victim of righteousness. Has the jewel of stillness far above the skull dying beside a abandoned sand discovered my unknown memories..? I exploit the sand of alienation, as piteously as their meadow of abandonment... I know their meadow! Termites swarm agonizingly... Sister Darkness
Original URL: jbrowse.com (has been defunct for some time)
Wayback Machine Archive. The original Ruby code can be found there as well.