Scratching at the elves ----=-==-====-==-=---- Before Man those mysterious tornadoes shrieked at. Have my tears forgot their mountains? The misunderstood rose beside the martyr stretching beneath a cruel desert is orgasmic. Presently you are forsaken! It roams, violently. Did I once destroy my dragon, as hideously as a razor? Their thunderbolt rages , my Queen mourns. Has my shaman waited for those misunderstood healers? Before Man she was priestess-wounded. Did I once use the warrior? Long, long ago he was as vicious as a lost wasteland , and yet at last he is sister-loving. Beyond the borders of sanity , exactly as I had known , in endless darkness. Cheryl "The Dark Temptress" Butler
Original URL: jbrowse.com (has been defunct for some time)
Wayback Machine Archive. The original Ruby code can be found there as well.