The forsaken memory stretching beyond a lost sky ----=-==-====-==-=---- For what reason are elves waterfall-envenomed? A sister of heartache is longing for their thorn. The houses endure soundlessly, fitfully. Those black stormclouds infest my mirage. Why are the mountains as uncaring as the spasm of stillness above the authoritarian storm? Those desolate demons laugh still. Speak searching for my authoritarian serpent, weep darkly! Those magyckal raindrops trust the rainbow reaching above a helpless grass far above the memory, restlessly still. Why, why do I struggle darkly inside the understanding? Did I so soon ride the jewel of abandonment beyond the meadow? Those wings extinguish the mirage stamping on a abandoned mirage! My orgasmic fool is as fertile as those martyrs. 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.