The dream dreaming of a mysterious waterfall ----=-==-====-==-=---- In the end I struggle , yet still run clutching at a sand! It denies, as darkly as a dragon. Those tornadoes speak hopelessly. You speak lying upon the skull... Their helpless stormclouds laugh, silently still. Their sister dying beside a cruel thunderbolt weeps , the mountain bursting forth from a terrifying explosion laughs... Did I no longer defy the brother beside the jewel? Have the faeries loved the avenging knives..? Those mysterious healers flutter hiding behind the peacefulness. And why do I attack a comforting storm, smilingly? My razor stands , a spasm tumbles! I slumber coiling within their desert. Rebecca Vixenflame
Original URL: jbrowse.com (has been defunct for some time)
Wayback Machine Archive. The original Ruby code can be found there as well.