The unbroken dream stretching beyond a forbidding rock ----=-==-====-==-=---- As my tears flow they are as mysterious as uncaring spirits. And why do I outlast the saint stamping on a vicious priestess beside the exquisite city..? Long, long ago he was shaman-imbued. The gothtastic petals disintegrate. Why, why do I attack a gothyck saint, hopefully? My temple fears their King, thunderously... And why do I ride the sea? I call to the magyckal lover in the werebeast clutching at a orgasmic King! It protects. But at the speed of a memory, their priest roams... Wicked worlds consume their dragon coiling within a lonely sea, vainly already. Exactly as I had known , the pain is too great to bear , exactly as I had known! Endlessnameless
Original URL: jbrowse.com (has been defunct for some time)
Wayback Machine Archive. The original Ruby code can be found there as well.