The forgiven Queen of vengeance ( A sonnet by Cheryl "The Dark Temptress" Butler ) ----=-==-====-==-=---- The warrior stamping on a black storm is as hostile as their flaming hordes. The victim is shattered... Howl, rage! Before Man you were torn apart , though still from now on it is as sinuous as those magyckal people. For what reason do I slumber wildly within the abandonment..? Did I so recently outlast the vampire far above the oppressor, darkly? I shriek at their dream dreaming of a avenging garden... In ancient times I was comforting. Did I nevermore seethe hopelessly, as thunderously as my mountain? In my childhood she was temple-like. A hellish healer is longing for a totemic skull. The waterfall inside the mirage dreaming of a misunderstood King endures , their waterfall stretching beyond a helpless priest speaks... Suddenly, it all changes; the priest disintegrates. Their lover dies , yet worlds seethe darkly... Their martyr dies , though still my werebeasts plot. After the storm, knives.
Original URL: jbrowse.com (has been defunct for some time)
Wayback Machine Archive. The original Ruby code can be found there as well.