The unbroken waterfall reaching above a soft mountain ----=-==-====-==-=---- Why, why are those helpless hordes as terrifying as the stormclouds? Mountains rage! My people weep hopelessly, as unseeingly as a wicked mirage. From now on I am unforgiven. The storm lying upon a wise victim swarms , yet still the sinuous angels laugh. In ancient times she was wise... Long, long ago she was torn apart -- but from now on you are mother-imbued! You endure darkly scratching at the anger... Their city is mountain-envenomed. A systolic Queen defies me. Has a saint trusted those magyckal flames? Looking back , in endless darkness , among the mindless crowds! Vampcat@furry.org
Original URL: jbrowse.com (has been defunct for some time)
Wayback Machine Archive. The original Ruby code can be found there as well.