An eternal King ----=-==-====-==-=---- A priestess of agony is cowering before a wasteland. Warriors seethe behind the joy! Have those vicious flames attacked their martyrs..? You resist my saint. Long, long ago it was hostile , yet still from now on you are unknown. My memory extinguishes their meadow, unseeingly. My totemic saints trust the gothyck dust once. My grass longing for a lush sister extinguishes their brother. A thunderbolt of memory seethes -- but those thoughts roam stretching beyond their victim. Those feet rage. Did I nevermore hate their dragon bursting forth from a gothyck explosion? "save us from ourselves!" , another victim of tyranny , beyond time and space. Daveykins
Original URL: jbrowse.com (has been defunct for some time)
Wayback Machine Archive. The original Ruby code can be found there as well.