The remembered wicked priest ----=-==-====-==-=---- In elder times their systolic shamans hid. I endure in the frustration. An abandoned grass denies , a dragon stamping on a hellish dust swarms. For what reason do I destroy their priestess? Long ago he was forbidding... From now on you are systolic. Have those comforting martyrs fed their wolves? Those hellish wolves seethe unseeingly, violently so recently... Have my fireflies destroyed the feet? The familiar temple seethes , yet my formless saints wander dreaming of my Queen. I arise pointlessly. Just as I had thought in the world to come I am as long-lost as my abandoned dream. Candida
Original URL: jbrowse.com (has been defunct for some time)
Wayback Machine Archive. The original Ruby code can be found there as well.