genocide

  • Monteczuma

    I have bathed again, the water rich In frothy copalxocotl, I am made clean. As I dress, I am informed that there are representatives from a king across the sea approaching our city. From my palace I can see the glints of sunlight coming off of their metal clothing-standing among them are huge beasts which…

    Monteczuma
  • Cortez

    Walking down from out of the small hills, we saw on the lake, floating like a ship in a fevered dream, Tenochtitlan. Its palaces and temples and strange structures unnamed, its majesty rivaling anything in Europe. Everything in ordered rows, painted in bright colors, marketplaces full of people and fruits and vegetables and wares, everywhere…

    Cortez