Chile relleno and tamale with green chile sauce at El Farolito. We drove for around an hour and a half to get to this tiny place. It was so worth it, guys.
Some say they worshipped a large man named for a mythical ancient beast. Some spoke of a small vengeful maggie spirit who would one day grow to kill the large man and his red-haired consort. Others spoke of a creature from beyond the stars or a well-spoken man covered in white fur or of a wicked water-dweller. “This is not what matters to them,” Elderlisa said. “What matters is what they had done with what they pillaged, and the control they yield.”
“Now, why did this happen?” she said. “Why do they fight?”
The Youngers all looked to the youngest to answer, as was the custom.
“It was The Fox,” said the youngest, barely older than a maggie. “The Fox did it!”
The Elderlisa nodded. “He gave the MacFarlanders too much power.”
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