So recently sunken ----=-==-====-==-=---- Their rainbow is gothtastic. The dream of peacefulness hiding behind the hill arises , but the long-lost werebeasts speak hopelessly. The mother protects , yet those feet seethe. My mountain attacks me. You rage agonizingly lurking under the loneliness. But at the speed of a memory, their victim laughs... For what reason are those flowers as primitive as the snowflakes..? The desert is flowing from the dragon. Arise falling beneath my priest, surrender! Did I so soon love a bat, darkly? My lover looming above a long-lost werebeast disintegrates , a martyr endures. Did I still defy the hellish oppressor far above the uncaring hill, violently? Heathen_heather
Original URL: jbrowse.com (has been defunct for some time)
Wayback Machine Archive. The original Ruby code can be found there as well.