Redeemed helpless priests ----=-==-====-==-=---- Has my Queen reaching above a sinuous dust waited for their abandoned houses? In ancient times you were torn apart. My desert mourns , but those formless children drift lovingly. Die, swarm falling beneath the foul bat far beyond the misunderstood city! I laugh soundlessly, restlessly... And never may we tumble... Babylon5lover
Original URL: jbrowse.com (has been defunct for some time)
Wayback Machine Archive. The original Ruby code can be found there as well.