The dream inside the Queen ( A sonnet by The Vampire Darren ) ----=-==-====-==-=---- The serpent is as systolic as the bat dreaming of a flaming grass behind the sinuous victim. I trust the healer through the healer, silently. My chaotic King is as unknown as their ravings. Long ago you were terrifying. Their storm is dying beside their poison... Why are bombs unknown..? Why are those female claws skull-imbued? Did I so soon rage falling beneath the teacher hiding behind the rock hiding behind the stillness? Why, why are their exquisite worlds rainbow-like..? In ancient times he was as lovely as their terrifying petals. You laugh wildly. A forbidding wasteland is falling beneath their comforting victim. Have those spirits knew desolate raindrops? Why, why do I plot searching for the vampire coiling within a desolate rainbow lurking under the sea longing for a magyckal sister, vainly? I laugh soundlessly beside the loneliness. When all's done, faeries cry, violently.
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Wayback Machine Archive. The original Ruby code can be found there as well.