My werebeast ----=-==-====-==-=---- Their priestess protects , a brother cries. Wherefore are their forbidding flames brother-imbued? And yet my grass knows their waterfall! For what reason do I mourn pointlessly lurking under the peacefulness..? Have comforting razors accepted my helpless memories? Look again, though -- for what reason are my unknown healers lush? Endlessnameless
Original URL: jbrowse.com (has been defunct for some time)
Wayback Machine Archive. The original Ruby code can be found there as well.