The memory beside the primitive dragon ( A sonnet by EndlessNameless ) ----=-==-====-==-=---- Why are reptiles as hellish as the knives? I infest their mirage. Long, long ago she was rock-ish. The stupid memories slumber. Did I still consume the waterfall of heartache above the mountain dreaming of a chaotic explosion? Has a victim rode their snowflakes? My jewel searching for a primitive dragon is towering above my bat. Has the waterfall hiding behind the wasteland towering above a mysterious meadow revered their wounds? You fear the chaotic temple. But wait -- the temple behind the shaman dreaming of a sinuous wasteland hates a flaming rainbow, agonizingly. The desert roams -- but my wings laugh. It weeps... Slumber searching for the magyckal explosion far above the sea, stand! Suddenly, a change -- their mother lying upon a abandoned figure discovers an uncaring mother! My sinuous sand drifts , but worlds drift. A mountain opposes me.
Original URL: jbrowse.com (has been defunct for some time)
Wayback Machine Archive. The original Ruby code can be found there as well.