El — Libro De La Vida Catrina Y Xibalba ((top))

Xibalba’s eyes, twin pools of shadow, widened. “You would listen?”

“I do.” He slithered closer, the jewels on his shoulders winking like dying stars. “Because you cannot have light without shadow, my dear. You cannot have a party without an ending. If everyone is remembered, no one is truly honored. Your Land would become a crowded, noisy, meaningless ball.” el libro de la vida catrina y xibalba

“A dangerous pastime for you,” she replied, a hint of a smile on her painted skull. Xibalba’s eyes, twin pools of shadow, widened