Flowing from formless ravings ----=-==-====-==-=---- The werebeast of righteousness hiding behind the storm endures , but the children seethe excruciatingly. Their jewel of vengeance seethes , my thunderbolt seethes! Did I no longer drift, unseeingly? You extinguish the systolic King lurking under the meadow. The healers feast on a garden longing for a magyckal sky! Goth Grrl
Original URL: jbrowse.com (has been defunct for some time)
Wayback Machine Archive. The original Ruby code can be found there as well.