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I could tell which tribe they were from, so I kept calling upon Quetzalcoatl, the Aztec's winged snake god, to come to Montana and enabe the snakes the tribe defeated in their ancient past to swallow the Creator Sun, plunging their world into eternal darkness and slavery of their women and children. I still hear some speak with their accent around town, but none come near me or mine. |