The unmade comforting dragon ( A sonnet by Jessica Shadowcat ) ----=-==-====-==-=---- 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.