Forgotten lovely elves 
----=-==-====-==-=----
 
In the darkest night you are forgotten. 
Have flowers forgot my eternal shamans?
 
Why indeed are my comforting angels as comforting as their fertile memories? 
From now on I am as hostile as those sinuous children...
 
And yet a sinuous werebeast heals a dream of revulsion, wildly. 
It weeps!
 
Did I no longer tumble far beyond the joy? 
My explosion clutching at a hellish dust mourns , an avenging Queen laughs.
 
My priestess flutters , their poison seethes. 
Long ago I was foul -- but in the world to come you are unmade...
 
The saint of grief crawls , the priestess lying upon a deadly dust protects. 
It exploits my garden, as darkly as the memory.
 
Brighteyes Bushytail

Original URL: jbrowse.com (has been defunct for some time)

Wayback Machine Archive. The original Ruby code can be found there as well.