Looming above angels ----=-==-====-==-=---- Long, long ago it was wicked. Has a systolic jewel trusted my thoughts? Has the werebeast of desolation far above the waterfall trusted their children? My lost werebeast is looming above the grim rock far above the victim... Exquisite fireflies slumber bursting forth from their sister. Why indeed do I twirl, hopelessly? But softly; a comforting serpent heals a grim grass. Flaming ravens accept a werebeast! It reveres the sea... Now she is memory-imbued. The storm coiling within a eternal razor far above the victim rides my shaman, darkly. In the end, the warrior dies... Candida
Original URL: jbrowse.com (has been defunct for some time)
Wayback Machine Archive. The original Ruby code can be found there as well.