Stretching beyond those flaming hordes ( A sonnet by Darklord1 ) ----=-==-====-==-=---- Their flames struggle! Did I once destroy the mother, pointlessly? The priests flutter excruciatingly. In ancient times they were hellish. For what reason do I howl searching for my serpent lurking under the grief..? Have those misunderstood eyes hid their healers? The Queen of loneliness is unfulfilled! A king searching for a misunderstood jewel is longing for my mother! It slumbers. And why do I laugh vainly, as violently as a bat of righteousness..? Why, why are razors remembered? A waterfall falling beneath a lonely dream struggles , and yet their thoughts surrender hopelessly. My female snowflakes revere the teacher of heartache. You fear the rock of anger. You plot dying beside a figure of loneliness. Roam at last.
Original URL: jbrowse.com (has been defunct for some time)
Wayback Machine Archive. The original Ruby code can be found there as well.