My dragon ----=-==-====-==-=---- Have mountains shrieked at my wet riches..? My priests fear my unknown garden no longer... Have their feet infested the memories..? You seethe behind the stillness. Did I so recently drift..? Those fertile seeds surrender. Before Man he was as primitive as a warrior of loneliness , and yet from now on it is wise! Die falling beneath a sensual storm, slumber hopelessly! The helpless dragon lurking under the oppressor speaks... Yet stay; a dragon of joy attacks the shaman beyond the mountain of revulsion, terrifyingly. Those lost reptiles twirl nevermore! The dragon dies , a lonely priestess surrenders. Bloodpanther@furry.com
Original URL: jbrowse.com (has been defunct for some time)
Wayback Machine Archive. The original Ruby code can be found there as well.