My shaman ----=-==-====-==-=---- A skull is lost... My enchantments accept the desert of stillness. Through it all my misunderstood saint resists the storm inside the indestructible memory, as unseeingly as the forbidding memory dying beside the priest. Has the vampire far beyond the werebeast used my cold eyes..? For what reason are the people eternal? Slumber hopelessly, cry! I infest a priest! And yet the shaman lying upon a formless poison beside the chaotic meadow mourns, pointlessly. Yet still the grass looming above a uncaring martyr slumbers, pointlessly. Their desolate trees run dreaming of a martyr dying beside a stupid serpent within the loneliness. It accepts the brother of memory, pointlessly. Plot , twirl agonizingly , howl... Darklord1
Original URL: jbrowse.com (has been defunct for some time)
Wayback Machine Archive. The original Ruby code can be found there as well.