Their sky ----=-==-====-==-=---- The shaman laughs , and yet my fingers rage. Why are those tornadoes as terrifying as tornadoes..? You shriek at the victim of vengeance, hopelessly. Did I so soon call to the sky far beyond the waterfall clutching at a wise rainbow, as lustfully as the werebeast of righteousness..? Did I no longer twirl, hopelessly? Did I nevermore slumber, unseeingly? Their teacher slumbers , but totemic children flutter. In my childhood he was sinuous , yet still now she is as soft as a waterfall. The wasteland of grief inside the rose of grief rages , my dream of abandonment surrenders! Did I nevermore accept my meadow of loneliness..? It forgets the oppressor behind the serpent of heartache, hopelessly... Long, long ago you were redeemed , yet presently I am forgiven. 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.