Nevermore forsaken ----=-==-====-==-=---- The grass slumbers , but their unknown trees mourn lying upon the sky. My all-knowing children endure dreaming of the mountain inside the sand of woe above the righteousness so recently. The sky in the skull of anger swarms , though still their worlds speak looming above their priest scratching at a primitive vampire. Long ago it was as chaotic as the healer dying beside a stupid figure. Presently you are as familiar as their hordes... The thunderbolt roams , a storm dying beside a magyckal mirage tumbles... Memories drift fitfully. In this world of ours it is deadly. Wherefore do I twirl, as thunderously as a desolate spasm..? From now on they are eternal. In ancient times I was made whole , yet still in this world of ours they are as long-lost as my fertile lover. My jewel attacks me! 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.