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... spread quickly.
The dead did not waste anything. By the night’s end, a new stand made from the Tzahualli’s remains would join the Market of Years. I had no idea what kind of goods someone would sell within the bones of a giant spider-totem’s corpse though. Trinkets made from dead bugs? Clothes made from colored webs? Or perhaps Huehuecoyotl would repurpose it into a new attraction? That coyote had a flair for the dramatic.
In any case, Queen Mictecacihuatl swiftly arrived once a ...
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