The undefeated healer ( A sonnet by Rebecca Vixenflame ) ----=-==-====-==-=---- I hate my teacher of righteousness. For what reason do I die lustfully, lovingly? For what reason are my indestructible ravens as eternal as my indestructible mountains? My terrifying victim denies , the storm struggles! Why do I arise lustfully? Seeds plot already... Have werebeasts hated their ravens? I accept my lost priestess... Has an explosion infested those abandoned memories? I fear the sea beyond the skull looming above a eternal temple. I attack the cruel memory, thunderously. The systolic mountains oppose my totemic dust, smilingly. Drift lying upon a bat dreaming of a magyckal grass, mourn stamping on my jewel! You struggle bursting forth from my sky of woe, violently. My jewel of grief menaces , their poison of woe laughs. Will the long-lost serpent lurking under the desert falling beneath a totemic hill never tumble towering above their bat searching for a unknown meadow?
Original URL: jbrowse.com (has been defunct for some time)
Wayback Machine Archive. The original Ruby code can be found there as well.