Bursting forth from those deadly fireflies ( A sonnet by Jessica Shadowcat ) ----=-==-====-==-=---- Has their dragon attacked my unknown cats? Their sister is wicked. Wherefore are my eyes soft? For what reason are their enchantments as gothyck as the sand of bitterness? The saint waits for the lover lying upon a hostile grass. Twirl silently, endure! For what reason do I laugh thunderously hiding behind the stillness..? Their razor of stillness is foul. In the days of yore they were as hellish as my skull falling beneath a helpless teacher , though still in the modern world he is formless. I shriek at my rock of loneliness... The systolic skull surrenders , a serpent of stillness struggles! My authoritarian demons hate a formless wasteland. You cry. Before Man they were abandoned... My Queen of heartache slumbers , a memory struggles. Has my waterfall feared the formless tornadoes?
Original URL: jbrowse.com (has been defunct for some time)
Wayback Machine Archive. The original Ruby code can be found there as well.