Once redeemed ( A sonnet by Candida ) ----=-==-====-==-=---- Why are the terrifying riches vampire-like..? I roam soundlessly. My explosion waits for my spasm dying beside a wicked mirage, thunderously... Their wet mirage seethes , but their razors seethe silently. Have my foul houses resembled my reptiles? A serpent yearning after a abandoned temple mourns , though still my feet rage agonizingly! Those worlds laugh, lustfully... I use my Queen of vengeance, excruciatingly. Tumble bursting forth from my skull stretching beyond a gothtastic poison, drift darkly! Look again, though -- their brother drifts, as silently as a sand. The all-knowing feet exploit my sky. The abandoned memory inside the dream is helpless. Has the brother of desolation inside the warrior exploited my gothtastic persecutors? I flutter wildly far beyond the agony. Did I still outlast my flaming werebeast..? Crawl silently, drift pointlessly!
Original URL: jbrowse.com (has been defunct for some time)
Wayback Machine Archive. The original Ruby code can be found there as well.