Undefeated cold hordes ( A sonnet by Gothchyk ) ----=-==-====-==-=---- Long, long ago she was priest-loving -- but now she is rock-wounded. Seethe violently, weep stamping on their warrior! I dance with a terrifying brother. Their priests know my lover of memory, fitfully already. Swarm, crawl! An eternal shaman extinguishes my healer, vainly. Have werebeasts extinguished my helpless memories..? Struggle, seethe! It destroys a dragon bursting forth from a hellish explosion. The wasteland is yearning after my oppressor. Did I no longer know the sister..? Why, why do I surrender, as ecstatically as their memory? Long ago they were as cruel as those flowers , though still now I am as long-lost as chaotic tornadoes... Why are their hordes dragon-wounded..? Have those ravings consumed claws? Will a spasm never arise thunderously?
Original URL: jbrowse.com (has been defunct for some time)
Wayback Machine Archive. The original Ruby code can be found there as well.