Broken flaming wounds ----=-==-====-==-=---- In elder times it was vampire-imbued , yet still in the world to come I am comforting. In the world to come it is lonely. A warrior rides me! Did I still defy my warrior of stillness..? Have those authoritarian wolves discovered warriors..? Why, why are spirits as uncaring as their flaming desert..? Their orgasmic rose tumbles , their martyr of contentment slumbers. Have their hellish flames danced with the ravens? Why, why do I surrender violently through the pain? Has a hostile fool used the ravens? Have the fireflies attacked riches? Stand scratching at a bat lying upon a comforting dust , drift lying upon a fertile memory , weep... Wanderer@flour.nephilim.net
Original URL: jbrowse.com (has been defunct for some time)
Wayback Machine Archive. The original Ruby code can be found there as well.