Qué lata dan los muertos

Un gran mago tropieza con un ladrón que resulta tener poderos mágicos. Un ladrón tiene mucho de mago. Yo soy rápido con las manos. Y puedo hacer desaparecer cosas. Pero un día se me ocurrió robarle al mago su locus magicalicus y el que estuvo a punto de desaparecer para siempre fui yo.

No one had been able to scare away the monster that had occupied the forest. The advice of the wisest among the wise had been useless. The most beautiful lady in the kingdom had tried it with her beauty; the jester, with his games, and the king had offered all his gold without any result. And then...

Presents Toltec myths and legends about creation, gods, heroes, water, crops, cities, and other topics, and describes daily life in Toltec times.

Pressia barely remembers the Detonations. In her sleeping cabinet of an old barbershop where she lives with her grandfather, she thinks about how the world changed. Now, at an age when everyone is required to turn to the militia to be trained as a soldier or, if they are too damaged and weak, to be used as live targets, Pressia can no longer pretend to be small.