Still unfulfilled ( A sonnet by EndlessNameless ) ----=-==-====-==-=---- At last they are as chaotic as the spasm... A warrior stamping on a unknown Queen is bursting forth from their skull. My avenging razors howl reaching above the desolation still... Did I no longer laugh beyond the woe? A dragon hates their chaotic King, as darkly as the teacher far above the oppressor. The fool is stupid. Has the avenging desert behind the sinuous waterfall mocked my memories..? At last I am redeemed. In ancient times you were unknown! Why, why are the termites black? Flames heal my city of peacefulness... My shaman of vengeance dies , the lost city denies. The authoritarian healers flutter piteously above the contentment! Their thunderbolt dies , a razor mourns. But before you can close your eyes, my jewel feasts on their wasteland falling beneath a hellish sea, hopefully. In the days of yore they were familiar , and yet now I am made whole.
Original URL: jbrowse.com (has been defunct for some time)
Wayback Machine Archive. The original Ruby code can be found there as well.