No longer unforgiven ( A sonnet by heathen_heather ) ----=-==-====-==-=---- The flaming claws hate my victim, as agonizingly as my abandoned serpent! I drift above the anger! Those cruel memories discover a bat searching for a totemic dust. Those hellish faeries rage, appallingly. Did I no longer ride my sky dreaming of a exquisite oppressor? Their priest rages , yet the fingers roam silently... Why are elves as totemic as my persecutors..? But softly; the sinuous spasm lurking under the skull yearning after a vicious priest menaces. I forget my dust stamping on a terrifying priest. Why are the bombs authoritarian? Before Man she was systolic... Have my trees fed my deadly saints? It reveres their mother reaching above a flaming sky, thunderously. The dream of stillness swarms , yet still feet seethe. Has the priest of frustration beside the meadow used my mysterious claws..? But wait -- my grim wasteland protects...
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Wayback Machine Archive. The original Ruby code can be found there as well.