From an Ixil, To a Gringo - MetaStellar

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From an Ixil, To a Gringo - MetaStellar

It begins. Edna, the forever child, rolls down the mountain. This year, like any other. Branches break. Dry leaves rustle. Loose rocks tumble. The mushrooming commotion hinges on the spectral dewdrops that have gathered over the valley of the living. A liquid sound, reminiscent of the humming of ancestral spirits, drizzles on the adobe houses