America Undiscovered

Глава 1Lixta CrackAmerica UndiscoveredSometimes the end is just the beginning. The beginning of an aimless, endless journey.Tonatiuh [1] filled with bloody crimson, almost touching the horizon.Time to head off.My flying pirogue came off the shore of Aztlan, leaving a trace of smoke over the water. The mirror screen took a picture of that to store it forever once I touched the disk of my tlapoualtepostli [2].Tonatiuh slid a ray of light across the silvery screen, continuing on his way to the underworld. Time went on as normal, except for the stolen moment that remained captive in my mirror.I was heading for Tenochtitlan, a great city whose residents walked around almost naked, clad only in bird feathers, and made human sacrifices to the volcano. In Aztlan, my home island, I’d heard a talk that they worshipped us as gods. That sounded funny. I didn’t really believe it, but now my only hop…