The unmade comforting dragon 
( A sonnet by Jessica Shadowcat ) 
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In a flash it changes: an unknown wasteland knows the mountain bursting forth from a long-lost rose, appallingly. 
Their warrior shrieks at me! 
Have my systolic hordes shrieked at my knives? 
A systolic serpent is broken... 
It seethes, as smilingly as their memory bursting forth from a uncaring waterfall. 
Did I already arise thunderously, ecstatically? 
At last it is as misunderstood as a temple! 
Speak fitfully, seethe! 
The waterfall mourns , their totemic city laughs... 
Reptiles roam! 
The thunderbolt yearning after a hostile mountain endures, hopefully. 
You endure lying upon my explosion lurking under the abandonment! 
Long ago he was lonely , yet in the modern world you are magyckal. 
For what reason do I endure violently, hopelessly..? 
I twirl darkly, wildly. 
When all's done, angels attack the warrior, unseeingly!

Original URL: jbrowse.com (has been defunct for some time)

Wayback Machine Archive. The original Ruby code can be found there as well.