Dreaming of memories ----=-==-====-==-=---- But softly; my sister stamping on a lonely wasteland slumbers, piteously. My garden is stamping on my thunderbolt of righteousness. At last it is lush... Have my flowers forgot those saints? My King slumbers , the mirage of stillness laughs. Severina
Original URL: jbrowse.com (has been defunct for some time)
Wayback Machine Archive. The original Ruby code can be found there as well.