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The Goddess Ix Taleth
By Her wisdom She wounds
And by Her insight She makes well
By Her knowledge She kills
And by Her judgment She makes alive
And when She determines to act, who can reverse it?
For does disaster come upon a city
Unless She commands it?
Is it not from the mouth of the Goddess
That both good and evil come?
-- The Atiz Xilaque
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CHAPTER ONE
My feet pad quietly across the damp earth. In the distance
a black ridge looms, a dark shadow rising up to meet the dusky
sky. Mist rolls across the jungle floor.
When I arrive at the ridge, I look up its sheer face and
see only shadows, cast by the faint glow of the first stars. I
place my foot on a ledge near the base of the crag, and then
reach up with my right hand, my fingers grasping for a crack in
the rocks. When I reach the summit, I throw my arm over the
ledge and claw at the dirt. I pull myself over the precipice and
rest on my stomach, listening to the sound of pebbles as they
skitter back down the cliff face.
I have climbed this ridge many times before, and marked one
of the trees that grows here with a deep indigo dye. I have done
this to remind myself that the highest branch of that tree
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cradles a cualaraan , the fragile flower with long stems and
purple petals. Concealed beneath these petals are three green
trumpets dusted with vibrant orange ixi . This rarest of spices,
served at only the richest of tables, is what I have run so far
to find.
When I come upon the tree with a blue line drawn across its
roots, I swing myself into its low branches. I climb hand over
hand until I reach the top of the tree, where my head brushes
the underside of the jungle canopy. Just in front of me I see
the form of the cualaraan . But when I look closer, squinting in
the dimming light, I find that its leaves are a brittle brown,
and that its petals have become splintery and translucent, like
the wings of the noctlatl . I curse under my breath. I have
wasted hours in pursuit of mulch.
When my anger subsides, I place my foot where the cualaraan
once stood and push my head up through the ceiling of leaves.
Beneath me, the green canopy rolls in every direction, broken
only by the jagged spine of the mountains and lit by the silver
sliver of the moon. On many of the distant peaks, I can make out
small embers of light, the torches of far-flung settlements. I
know that the people who live there are coming in from their
fields now, to the fires that burn outside of their tents. They
are whispering to their wives, they are worrying about the
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view. Along the tops of those walls, torches glow, one for each
guard that walks along the barrier's high edge. If I return too
long past sunset, the guards will prevent me from entering by
the small gate on the eastern side of the city. If I am turned
away, I will have to sleep in the branches of a tree, and my
master Omotac will beat me with a rod when he rises in the
morning. So I must make haste.
As I descend through the branches, I hear my stomach
rumble. Because I will have no ixi to bring to him today, Omotac
will probably not allow me any food tonight. He believes that I
search harder, and roam deeper into the jungle in search of the
ixi , when I am hungry. And he is right.
After climbing down the steep rocks, I run along the narrow
path that leads back to the city. For many minutes, I hear no
sound but the leaves crunching under my feet and the sound of my
breath coming out in even huffs. There are only two things at
which I excel, and no more. I can run as quickly as the black
icualtapan , and I can climb as high as the trees will carry me.
I do not grow tired, and I do not fall.
After some time, I see the walls of Quixalcala looming
close. I have been blessed with good fortune, for the small gate
stands open. A careful guard would have closed and bolted the
door some time ago, but the Malacotan guards are too lazy to be
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careful. With the gate in sight I pick up speed, determined to
pass through its stone archway before the guard awakens from his
fitful slumber. I am almost upon the gate when I hear a scream
sail through the night like a lighted arrow.
I stop cold in my tracks. My mind urges me to press on
toward the small gate. I have always taken care not to entangle
myself in the affairs of others, whether lahuata or Malacotan.
This brings too much trouble. But the sound of the scream is
high-pitched, frantic, and stifled before it is finished. It is
the sound a young girl makes, when an man is menacing her. It is
a sound I have heard too often.
I run into the dark brush of the jungle, my eyes scanning
for movement. I hear a crashing sound in the distance, and run
toward it. Branches tear at my clothes, but I push them aside,
hurtling faster and faster down the slope of the mountain. When
I hear the scream a second time, I realize that I am almost upon
the girl. I whip my head around, and find a pale, round face
staring up at me through the leaves.
Before me stands my master Omotac, holding in one hand an
iron spear. In his other hand, he clutches the outer garment of
a lahuata girl. On the ground in front of him lies the girl
herself, who is called Itchipa. She is owned by a weaver of blue
cloth, and though I have seen her in the marketplace before, I
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have never spoken to her. She lies on the jungle floor with her
eyes wide, and her black hair fanned out behind her head like a
frightened jungle bird.
Her linen dress is pulled up around her waist.
###
Standing on the high terrace, I shake the dust out of my
straw broom. My arms are stiff from days of sweeping, but
already I am stronger than when I first arrived in Quixalcala.
My legs have grown longer and leaner and the backs of my
shoulders have grown firm. I have not cut my thick black hair,
which now hangs in a smooth curtain down to my breasts. My dark
eyes were once set into a soft, round face, but yesterday, when
I caught a glimpse of my reflection, I found them flashing above
flat, angular cheekbones. I am older now.
I have grown used to many things since I came here, but the
Malacotan tongue is still strange to me. It is almost as though
every word has been stuck through with pins, so that when I
speak, the words scratch at the roof of my mouth. Still, with
the help of Nochtli I am now able to understand the commands of
our master without the need for translation. This is both a
blessing and a curse.
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I turn around when I hear a thudding sound on the stairs.
The door opens and Nochtli appears. Her shoulders are wider even
than Omotac's, and she stands a head taller than any of the
Malacotan men. She crops her black hair at her chin and her
dresses at her knee, leaving her thick calves exposed. She is
only a few years older than I am, but has lived in Quixalcala
much longer. When Nochtli finishes her work in the kitchen,
where she grinds maize into flour, and bakes the flour into
quitona , she comes often to speak to me.
I watch as she plods across the room. As she approaches me,
Nochtli picks up a small box with golden shapes swirling across
its top. I have just finished polishing its surface, and have
now turned my attention to the dust that powders a jar painted
in bright colors.
"I see that your cleaning has improved, Marani," Nochtli
observes.
"I have always been a cleaner of utmost thoroughness."
"Was it not only two weeks ago that you neglected to
polish--"
"But I did not neglect to polish anything! I only--"
"When a lahuata forgets to polish the ceremonial shield of
her master--"
"You arrived too quickly, and did not offer me the chance
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to--"
"You should be glad that I passed by, and saw the grime
that covered--"
"I am always glad when you pass by," I tell Nochtli,
grudgingly. "But I wish that you would cease your assessments of
my work."
"You do?" she asks, skeptically.
"Of course I do."
"Perhaps in the future I will," Nochtli says, feigning
haughtiness.
"I doubt that very much."
Nochtli walks across the room and sits in a chair beside
me, which seems smaller now that it holds her enormous frame.
Nochtli wears a mischievous look on her face, which tells me she
did not come to discuss the brass shield of Omotac.
"I see that you have something to say?"
"What do you mean?"
"I mean that your face tells me you have news to convey."
"Does it?" Nochtli asks, pretending ignorance. "That is an
unusually keen observation, Marani, for I do have a report. Have
I told you whom I came across at the mill?"
"What were you doing at the mill?" I ask.
"I was there on the orders of Omotac, inquiring about a
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larger millstone."
"Did you obtain it?"
"That is beside the point."
"Then what is the point?"
"Nocohua," Nochtli says, a smile spreading slowly across
her face. "Nocohua is the point. And today he spoke to me. He
did not expect to find me at the mill, and so when my shadow
crossed his path, and he turned to see who stood behind him, he
cried out in surprise!"
"He did?"
"He did!"
"So . . . what did he say?"
"What do you mean?" Nochtli asks, genuine confusion
crossing her face.
"You said that he spoke to you," I remind her.
"He did," she repeats. "And I related that he cried out in
surprise."
"That is not exactly . . . what is the word I am looking
for? . . . courtship."
"But he noticed me! You have no idea how hard I have
worked, trying to catch the eye of Nocohua."
"I am glad he noticed you," I concede. "Perhaps if you leap
out at him in the marketplace, he will propose marriage."
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"Your plan is a good one. But if I am to frighten him by--"
Nochtli stops short when she hears the door swing open
behind her. She stands quickly, stepping away from the chair. In
the doorway stands Omotac, his large, round face red with anger.
"From the corridor I distinctly heard," he says, stepping
softly into the room, "the sound of my knife being drawn from
its scabbard."
In my left hand I hold the small brass knife. Beside my
elbow sits an earthen tub of polish, and from my right hangs a
tattered rag. I had been so busy talking to Nochtli, I did not
even realize that I had taken up the knife. Nochtli has warned
me many times about the dangers of touching the blades of the
Malacotan, even to clean them. It is strictly forbidden. I do
not know how it came into my hands. My only hope is to pretend
ignorance, and hope that Omotac is merciful.
"Yes," I answer, hesitantly. "I was polishing the knife
according to your command."
"Nochtli," Omotac says, his eyes focused on mine. "Please
leave us."
"But Most Gracious Omotac," Nochtli pleads, "the fault was
mine, for--"
"Nochtli!" he barks.
Silently, Nochtli exits the room, and descends the stairs.
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I listen closely for the sound of her feet falling, and can tell
that she did not reach the bottom of the stairwell. I know that
she is waiting in the darkened corridor, listening. Nochtli
never leaves me alone with Omotac.
"You have now violated the law of the gods, Marani. Did you
know that?"
"I did not know," I tell him earnestly. "Please, allow me
to correct my mistake."
"It is too late. No lahuata is permitted to lay hands on a
blade. Not for any reason. And when she does so in the presence
of a Malacotan, the gods consider this an assault against the
Malacotan, himself."
"I am sorry," I tell him. "I am sorry. I did not know!"
"Do you know what the punishment is, Marani? For such
lawlessness?"
"Please, Most Gracious Omotac. I did not know!"
"The priests will place your head on a block," he says,
"and then sever it with an axe. There is much blood."
"Do not tell the priests," I beg him. "Please, do not tell
them!"
"I am sure that I could keep my mouth shut," Omotac says,
towering over me. "If you would give me a reason for my
silence."
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###
I lunge at Omotac, wrapping my hands around his neck. I
have waited too long to place my hands here, to press the life
out of him, and I will not wait any longer. I should have pushed
him from that terrace, the first time he reached out for the hem
of my dress. Just outside my vision, I see Itchipa scramble to
her feet, and hear her scream tear through the night air. The
guards along the wall will hear her, and they will come running.
Omotac slams the haft of the wooden spear into my temple,
and my hands release his throat. I fall to the ground, and feel
his foot slam into my ribs. The air rushes out of my lungs, and
I roll onto my back, coughing.
I open my eyes to see the point of the spear humming
through the air toward me. I roll to the side and grab the haft
of the spear as it slams into the ground. Clinging to the wooden
handle, I swing my foot into the back of Omotac's knee, and he
crumples to the ground.
I leap to my feet, clutching the spear in my hands. Omotac
shouts in surprise as I press the haft of the spear down against
his throat. His eyes bulge and his face turns red, and, then,
purple. With a gasp, he pushes me off his chest, and my head
cracks against the trunk of a tree.
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I stumble to my feet, my vision swimming, to face Omotac.
He stands across from me, brandishing the spear, his breathing
labored, and his eyes blazing with rage. Behind him, Itchipa
stands transfixed.
Before I can move, Omotac turns, and swings the spear at
Itchipa. The iron tip grazes Itchipa's cheek, drawing a thin red
line across her skin, just beneath her eye. Omotac moves so
quickly that Itchipa does not even cry out.
I can hear the sound of the guards as they run through the
undergrowth. They call out to each other, searching for the
source of the scream. Omotac turns to face me once again, the
spear rising and falling in time with his enormous chest. And
just when I am sure he is about to run me through, he tosses the
spear into my hands.
"Over here!" Omotac calls to the guards. "I have found them
over here! And the lahuata . . . she carries a blade!"
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CHAPTER TWO
My body is like a stone. Moments ago I had leapt over sharp
stones, burst through tangled undergrowth, and shoved the
branches of trees aside. But now that the jungle is filled with
the echoing voices of the Malacotan guards, I find that I cannot
move. I cannot make my long legs run quickly down the mountain.
I cannot drop the sharp spear, still hanging from my limp hands.
I cannot take my eyes off Itchipa's face, as white as milk.
Seconds later, a troop of guards streams into the small
clearing. The men stand huffing, dressed in green tunics trimmed
in brass, spears and axes strapped to their backs. The guards
look upon the three of us with hostile eyes, searching for the
threat. They shout at me to drop the spear, and finally it
clatters to the ground.
"I have only just found the two of them," Omotac explains.
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"What happened?"
"This one is my own lahuata ," Omotac answers. "I followed
her. I had heard her tell of a grudge against the other girl. So
when she left my house, I trailed her outside the walls of the
city. For a moment I lost sight of her, but then I found her
here, the spear grasped in her hands, preparing to kill the
other lahuata . When I attempted to stop her, she raised the
spear against me."
"Where did she come by this iron?" the oldest guard asks.
"I did not--"
"I saw her take it from my own stores," Omotac interrupts.
"If you look upon the hilt, you will see my sign carved into the
wood."
"I did not take the spear," I insist.
"And who is the other girl?" the same guard demands,
ignoring me.
My eyes swivel to Itchipa. She stands at the back of the
clearing, shivering and silent. My eyes plead with her to tell
the guards what truly happened, but she only stares vacantly at
the ground, her face slack. Even if Itchipa were alert enough to
relate Omotac's assault, I doubt that she would tell the guards
of it. Itchipa knows that if she confirms what I have said, or
speaks out against Omotac, her own master will treat her with
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great harshness. The Malacotan protect each other well, and I
have seen lahuata slain for lesser slights.
"I do not know the girl," Omotac lies.
"Do you know to whom she belongs?"
"No," Omotac answers.
The oldest guard moves across the clearing to stand in
front of Itchipa. Tears begin to stream down her face when she
looks up at him. Quickly, she wipes them away with a thin wrist,
and crosses her arms over her chest.
"She appears shaken, but unhurt," the guard observes.
"If you look upon her cheek," Omotac offers, "you will find
a wound there. And if you raise the spear, you will find her
blood on its tip."
"Because he cut her!" I shout, stepping forward.
"Silence!" the guard shouts, rounding on me. "You will
speak when you are spoken to, achita! Or do you wish to confirm
the testimony of Omotac by your own conduct?"
I take a step back, and press my lips into a thin line. But
I do not look away from the oldest guard. Instead I stare back
at him, unblinking. He tilts his head to the side, examining me
silently. A scar runs over his right eye and down across the
bridge of his nose. He has seen battle.
The guard seems to recognize that Omotac's story is an
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unusual one. It is unlikely that one of the lahuata would
venture outside the walls of the city in an attempt to slay
another. This is not because we lahuata bear some loyalty to
each other, for we have been taken from many different tribes,
from many distant lands. No, it is unlikely that I should be
here, in this clearing, because the punishment the Malacotan
level against lahuata who harm the slaves of other masters is
severe. Few grudges could be hard enough to spur one slave to
attack another.
"I was able to wrench the spear from her just in time,"
Omotac continues. "It was then that she turned upon me, the
bloodlust in her eyes."
"And you feared for your life?"
"I did. Though I was able to subdue her in--"
"Can you not see that he is lying?!" I burst out. "That he
has--"
A particularly heavy guard raises his hand and slaps me
across the mouth. The guard beside him swings his fist at my
head and sends me reeling. Another fist splits my jaw. I taste
blood and fear that I have bitten my tongue. The first guard
hits me again and my blood spatters across the leaves, red
against vibrant green.
The oldest guard calls for his men to stop.
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"But this is a capital offense!" the heavy guard protests.
"So it is," the oldest guard barks. "But this matter is not
for us to decide."
"Captain--"
"Silence!" he demands. "The Naxali will decide whether the
girl lives or dies."
The oldest guard bends down, and lifts the spear from the
ground. He examines the pointed tip, and finds blood at the end
of the spear. I watch as he scrutinizes the haft of the weapon.
He nods when he finds Omotac's mark carved into the wooden
handle. He looks up at me again.
He nods in my direction, and his men set upon me. I
struggle for a moment, hot tears streaming down my cheeks. But
one of the guards slaps me across the face again, and I lie
still. The heavy guards binds my legs together, and his tall
companion binds my hands. Then, they hoist me up in the air and
carry me back to the city.
Soon, we arrive at the towering gate that leads into
Quixalcala. The houses that stand on either side of the gate
have been built directly into the thickness of the wall, their
slitted windows looking out into the jungle. Because these
houses offer lesser protection in the event the city falls under
attack, they are most often inhabited by the city's poorer
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residents: guards, farmers, and weavers of plain cloth. Enormous
torches crackle on either side of the gate.
As we draw closer, I hear a commotion at the entrance to
the city. The news has already spread that one lahuata has
attacked another in the jungle, and the people have come to see
whether one of us has been killed. Doubtless, they are confused
to see me resting on the shoulders of the guards and Itchipa
trailing behind me, weeping but unharmed.
After we pass through the gates, I see the first of the
stacked houses. These houses are set into the mountain the same
way the other houses are set into the wall. There are many of
these stacked houses circling the peak of the mountain, with
narrow streets that run between the crooked rows. Every few
blocks, a cart stands, manned by a lahuata. She sells avocados,
tomatoes, and hot machitl filled with meat or fruit to the
Malacotan who pass her by.
I strain to look over my shoulder, and find Nochtli, her
head bobbing above the shoulders of the crowd, her eyes dark
with worry. I am afraid she will try something foolish. She
should turn aside here, and run to the house of Omotac, before
he returns home to find her absent. Omotac is not foolish enough
to threaten Nochtli with his fists, for she could overpower him
easily. But he has other ways of causing her trouble.
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According to the Atiz Xilaque, the holy book of the
Malacotan people, violations of the religious law must be
reported by the testimony of two lahuata or the word of one
Malacotan. The Malacotan are often in the habit of lying to the
priests about violations of the Atiz Xilaque which their lahata
never commit. The priests do not hesitate to accept the lies of
their brothers, and cousins, and uncles, and carry out
punishment on the lahuata for their masters. In every case,
though, the Malacotan are careful to allege violations which
result only in whippings or beatings. This is because the
lahuata are too valuable to their masters to kill in anger.
Except, it seems, in my case.
After some time, we pass out of the stacked houses and into
the marketplace, which loops like a leather belt around the peak
on which Quixalcala rests. During the day, the stalls bustle
with the sounds and smells of food and animals. Here, the
citizens of the city purchase meats, vegetables, fruits, spices,
cloth, jewelry, and wooden carvings. The stalls are covered by a
long, narrow tent of animal skins, and are painted in once-
bright colors faded by the light of the sun. Because it is
night, now, the stalls are empty, though some of the older
Malacotan still lounge on chairs, drinking zaniqueh . They shake
their heads as the crowd passes them, too jaded--or perhaps just
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too drunk--to care.
Soon we arrive in one of the open squares ringed by the
tall houses. The tall houses have many levels, all belonging to
the same wealthy family. Terraces extend from the bedchambers,
and the roofs are covered in lush gardens. Fine curtains are
drawn tightly across the windows to prevent cold winds from
disturbing the sleep of their inhabitants. On any ordinary
night, Nochtli and I would be stoking the fires in the grates of
such a house, and then falling asleep in a tiny warm room off
the cellar.
I can hear the sound of distant music, drifting down from
the highest point of the mountain. At the very peak of the city
rests the house of Chief Cuayaqueh, lit with many torches and
filled with the singing of beautiful women. Whenever Omotac is
called to a feast at the Chief's invitation, he always returns
home so drunk that he cannot walk, and Nochtli and I know that
he will not rise from his bed until late the following
afternoon.
It is said that, many years ago, Chief Cuayaqueh was a
great warrior. Legend has it that in his youth he could shoot an
arrow from one end of the city to the other, and it would fall
in a straight line. Now, the Chief is known better for his
appetite for food, for drink, for women. Now, he could not lift
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a spear to throw it.
Finally, the Malacotan guards stop. We stand in an open
square, with a grand temple in its center. Its three great
spires soar into the dark sky, blotting out the stars. The most
pious of the Malacotan are unconcerned with the stars, and focus
their attention on the temples, themselves. These Malacotan rise
before dawn and shuffle into a different temple each morning,
hoping to appease by sheer volume of prayer the entire array of
gods and goddesses. It is only on holidays and feast days, when
the moderately faithful go to placate the gods, that the
cavernous chambers of worship are filled to capacity.
The largest of these chambers of worship belongs to
Tilazloc, the father of the gods, who formed the earth with his
own hands. In their foolishness, the Malacotan believe that it
was he who made the mountains, and the trees that grow out of
their slopes, and the rivers that run down from their peaks. The
priesthood teaches that because Tilazloc is the creator of all
things it is an offense against him to purchase or complete any
craft without praising his name. It is equally offensive to
accept money in exchange for goods without offering thanks to
the god. The punishment for this crime, if the infraction is
observed, is to burn the offender's tongue with a hot poker.
While working in the market, I have forgotten to offer the
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correct praises to Tilazloc when accepting money on two separate
occasions. So far, I have not been caught.
The Malacotan also worship Olmora, the wife of Tilazloc.
From before time began, Olmora hung in the heavens as a bright
star. But when Tilazloc was born, he climbed the ladder of the
heavens to reach her, to make her his bride. It is she who gives
fertility to the women of earth, and when a wife experiences
difficulty conceiving, she sleeps on the steps of Olmora's
temple after lying with her husband. The women believe that
Olmora will take pity on one who sleeps on the stones, and will
bless her with a child on account of her piety. If a woman is
unable to bear a child, even after sleeping on the steps of the
temple of Olmora for one month, she is considered accursed by
the goddess. To prevent her curse from spreading, the Malacotan
send her out through the gates of the city at night. Those women
do not long survive.
The children of Tilazloc and Olmora are many, but the first
born among them is called Niquitzalo, the God of the Harvest.
Over all growing plants, and all food that grows beneath the
earth, Tilazloc has given him dominion. The god features
prominently in a legend the Malacotan are fond of telling their
lahuata . In the story, Niquitzalo demands ten quor of maize from
three different gatherers. The cleverest of the gatherers brings
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five quor or maize before the god, the strongest of the
gatherers brings eight quor of maize before the god, and the
feeblest of the gatherers brings only one quor . I do not
remember the story from beginning to end, but I can say with
confidence that none of the gatherers meets a happy fate.
Mahuani is the sister of Niquitzalo, and the Goddess of the
Hearth. It is Mahuani the women praise when their cakes of corn
rise, and it is Mahuani the women implore when their children
grow ill. The Malacotan believe that the sacred animal of
Mahuani is the diligent spider, which spins its webs to catch
bad fortune on behalf of those houses it inhabits. These spiders
are Mahauni's gift to mankind, and to scorn them is an offense
against the goddess, for which punishment must be exacted. Of
course, the Malacotan do not seem to notice that many of their
children grow perilously ill from the bites of the small black
spiders. The Malacotan are witless that way.
The people speak rarely of Ulhautl, the youngest son of
Tilazloc, who was given dominion over death. Even to invoke his
name is a kind of curse, intended to bring misfortune upon the
person to whom it is uttered. It is said that Ulhautl has no
flesh, but only a skeleton that creaks and groans when he moves.
For this reason, he collects the skin and muscles and organs of
corpses, but leaves their bones behind. The god is building for
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himself a body. And the Malacotan believe that when he has
collected a sufficient number of corpses, he will draw up Tsab
Ak from the Dark Pool and bring the world to a black end.
The spirit-servants of Ulhautl, the quemalampa, roam to and
fro across the earth, searching for those whom the god will soon
take for his own. When the Malacotan feel a sudden chill across
the backs of their soft necks, they curse the quemalampa for
passing near them, and say a prayer to the gods, pleading for
good health.
The second son of Tilazloc, and the younger brother of
Niquitzalo, is called Cha'actotec, the God of War. In the
carvings on the walls outside his temple, Cha'actotec wears the
fanged face of an icualtapan. During times of peace, his temple
is seldom attended, except by the priests who count themselves
as his acolytes. But during times of war, it is before
Cha'actotec that the people of Quixalcala prostrate themselves.
This I observed soon after I came to live among the
Malacotan. At that time the city was set upon by the Aquitiz, a
fearsome tribe who paint themselves with vibrant turquoise
paint, and mask themselves with the skulls of animals. I had
heard rumors among the lahuata that the outer settlements were
being struck by enemies, but after some time it became known
that the settlements surrounding Quixalcala were not just being
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attacked, but decimated. The council of elders panicked, but a
priest called Tohoxque remained calm, and the people flocked to
him.
Tohoxque persuaded the people that their fearsome enemy had
come to work divine judgment for the people's lack of devotion
to Cha'actotec. In response, the Malacotan made offerings of
gold and silver to the god, but, still, the Aquitiz marched
closer to Quixalcala. Soon the enemy stood at the gates of the
city, crawling up the walls like insects during the night.
Two weeks into the seige, Tohoxque addressed the people
from the tallest terrace on the temple of Cha'actotec. He told
them that if the city were to be saved, the people would be
required to give to Cha'actotec that which they prized most.
That night, the whole of Quixalcala gathered in the square
before the temple. I was too small then to see clearly, but I
remember the smell of the great fire burning. The air was
charged with a nauseating anxiety as each family ascended the
steps of the temple, and threw from the terrace into the fire
their most prized possessions. Many threw golden coins and small
animals, but the most devout pushed their daughters into the
flames. Of the girls, a few perished placid and serene,
convinced that their service to Cha'actotec would ensure them
riches in the afterlife. Others died screaming.
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The morning following the great fire, the Aquitiz retreated
from the city. The guards along the wall told the people that
the Aquitiz had retreated because their commander had been
attacked during the night by the sacred animal of Cha'actotec,
the icualtapan . The animal had mauled the commander, and
convinced the Aquitiz that the gods were against them. After the
clamor of battle subsided, Tohoxque was elevated to the rank of
Great High Priest.
But it is not before the temple of Cha'actotec that I now
stand. No, I have been taken to the opposite side of the city,
to be carried into a temple I dread even more than dark monolith
that belongs to Cha'actotec. I stand now before the temple of Ix
Taleth, the Goddess of Wisdom and Judgment, whose mercilessness
is legend.
Unceremoniously, the guards throw me from their shoulders
to the ground, and my shoulder lands with a dull thud on the
stones below. I grimace, but do not cry out. No matter what they
do to me, I will not utter a sound. I stand, and the guards lead
me toward the dark structure. The temple is widest at its base,
and narrows as it ascends upward in broad steps. Each of the
steps is finely carved with curling vines and flowers. On either
side of the door to the temple, great torches light up the
night. Above the door, the beak of a great bird curves in a
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CHAPTER THREE
I wake up on the cold floor, facing away from the wooden
door. I roll over on my back and see purple light drifting in
through the iron bars that cover the window of my cell. Soon,
the sun will rise and the temple will hum with people.
I look around the small room. Its walls and floor are made
of stone, cool and damp with morning dew. I have never been to
the underground rooms in the temple of Ix Taleth, though I have
had the misfortune of entering this building more than once. I
must have known these rooms existed, because I have seen
prisoners brought up from them on two occasions. I wondered
where they had been kept. Both times the lahuata were hauled
unceremoniously up the stone staircase and into the chamber of
judgment, a towering open space just inside the temple's grand
doors.
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I stand up, and peer through the small window in the door
to the hallway beyond. In the light, I can see how long the
hallway is. The temple of Ix Taleth is a large one, but not the
largest. It is not the tallest temple, nor the most richly
ornamented, either, but this building is revered among the
Malacotan.
This is because at the other temples, the Malacotan burn
incense and offer sacrifices to great statues of gold and stone.
But, in this temple, they come to bow before a person.
The Atiz Xilaque teaches that, many centuries ago, the
goddess Ix Taleth deigned to appear to her people in bodily
form. In those days, a great red curtain hung from the ceiling
of the chamber of judgment, suspended the height of two men
above the floor, to conceal the form of the goddess from the
people. It was said that the goddess had wings of such great
beauty, garnet and sapphire in color, that if any man looked
upon them he would drop dead. Indeed, there was only one reason
that anyone knew the color of the goddess's wings, at all. Once
every few years a feather would fall from the bottom of the
tent. And if a worshipper caught it, he could rely on the
vibrant feather to heal any illness, no matter how severe,
before the feathered disappeared.
To summon the goddess, the people would gather in the
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chamber of judgment and throw golden coins and crumpled pieces
of bright paper, bearing their prayers, until Ix Taleth
appeared. When the curtains rustled, and a cold mist drifted
across the floor of the chamber, the people would begin to sing
praises to her, shouting for her to speak her words of wisdom
across the crowd.
The priests say that Ix Taleth was the only god to appear
to the people because she was the goddess of wisdom, and so the
only deity humble enough to make herself known to men. When she
appeared, she would mete out punishment in lawbreaking, and
offer counsel to the Chief in matters of war and state. So long
as the Chief followed the counsel of Ix Taleth, all of his
gardens flourished.
But late one evening, the impetuous daughter of the Chief
sneaked into the temple of Centique, the God of Wine and Long
Journeys. There, under the light of a full moon, she burned
strange fire to the god. The stories do not explain why the
daughter of the Chief would be proud enough, and foolish enough,
to burn the wrong kind of incense before the god, but it is
clear that she knew the consequences of her actions would be
severe in the event she were caught. Much to her misfortune, one
of the priests observed her light the incense, and called for
the guards to imprison her. The guards hesitated, but obeyed.
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When it was time for the daughter's trial before the red
curtain, Ix Taleth was slow to appear. The people worshipped
before the red curtain all night and all day, until a pile of
coins lay heaped almost to the hem of the rippling fabric. Then,
finally, with a rush of wind and feathers, the goddess appeared
behind the scarlet folds. The priests did not even have the
chance to inquire of the goddess what the punishment for the
Chief's daughter ought to be before Ix Taleth made her judgment
known. She told the assembly that the daughter of the Chief was
to have her face burned with fire for her crimes against
Centique.
The wife of the Chief was heartbroken when she heard the
severity of the goddess's judgment, for her daughter was
beautiful and yet unmarried. The wife of the Chief had prayed
all night for leniency on behalf of their daughter, but none had
been shown.
The following morning, the Chief and his family arrived at
dawn in the temple. But when it came time to carry out her
daughter's sentence, the wife of the Chief refused to let the
girl go forward. She stood in front her daughter, and cried out
to the goddess for mercy. She begged the priesthood to exact the
punishment upon her, instead. But her husband, unwilling to
offend Ix Taleth, cast her aside. When she stood up a second
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time, tearing at her husband's robes, he cut her throat with his
sword. For this, he is said to be a man of great piety. The
daughter's face was burned anyway.
After the defiance of the Chief's wife, Ix Taleth declined
to manifest herself before the people behind the red curtain.
Mourners petitioned her day after day, but, eventually, they
lost hope. The Chief wore gray robes and ashes upon his face. He
had his wife's body strung up from the walls of the city as a
warning to others. He forbid all music, and swore punishment on
anyone who touched a flask of zaniqueh . Celebrations were
outlawed.
Quixalcala fell quickly into chaos. Disputes between
neighbors could not be resolved, and violations of the religious
code went unpunished. The people grew poor and began a riot,
burning many of the tall houses to the ground. But, just when it
seemed that Quixalcala had been damaged beyond all repair, the
goddess returned. The high priest rushed to the chamber of the
Chief and informed him that Ix Taleth had appeared unbidden
behind the red curtain, and had demanded an audience with him.
The Chief rushed across the city on foot, and prostrated himself
in the chamber of judgment.
"My life is but dust and ashes," said the Chief.
"Truly," the goddess answered.
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"Please have mercy upon us," the Chief pleaded.
"I have heard the cry of this people," responded Ix Taleth,
"but I cannot myself appear before them, or before you. The
desecration of my law has been consummated before my eyes, and I
am deeply aggrieved. I cannot bear to look upon Quixalcala any
longer, lest my wrath consume it. However, it is not my will
that your people should be utterly destroyed. Therefore I will
appear to you behind the curtain of a human form, to carry out
judgment and to honor the Chief with my wisdom."
"A curtain of human form?" the Chief asked.
"I will inhabit the form of a virgin girl," the goddess
explained. "She will serve as the host of my presence all of her
days, and you will call her 'Naxali.' You will know her by her
beauty and her wisdom, which will be pure and absolute. When you
find her, you are to revere her as you would revere me. This is
the judgment of Ix Taleth."
"Then so shall it be," the Chief responded.
As a result, each time a Naxali dies, a virgin Malacotan is
selected to serve as her replacement. The girl is chosen during
a ceremony that lasts three days, and is held only once in a
generation. For the rest of her life, the girl will wear only
deepest scarlet, and she will walk on carpets of purest white.
Her body is itself the red curtain behind which all of the
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wisdom of Ix Taleth resides. She is consulted on matters of war,
state, and justice, and is second in power only to the Chief.
Among the lahuata the Naxali is known for her ruthlessness, for
she has but one mandate from the Chief Cuayaqueh--that she must
never repeat the mistake of the former Chief's wife. She must
never show mercy.
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I hear the sound of soft leather shoes on the stairs at the
end of the corridor. I stand up, and gaze through the window in
the door. I see the heavyset form of Omotac, striding darkly
down the hallway, his bald head shining in the dim light. He
presses his face against the small window and sneers. I do not
move.
"Such contempt," he says darkly. "Do you not fear me even
now?"
"This is the privilege of those who will soon be sentenced
to die," I tell him. "We have nothing to fear any longer."
"I can yet save you, Marani," he says. "I can keep you from
death, or I can bring it swiftly upon you. I can do all of this
by my testimony before the Naxali."
"So you will keep her from testifying, then?" I ask.
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"Itchipa?"
"She has nothing to say."
"I am sure that is true."
"What?" Omotac asks. "Did you think she would testify on
your behalf?"
"I hoped that she might testify to the truth, yes."
"Itchipa is much cleverer than you are, Marani."
"With what did you threaten her?" I ask. "A moment alone in
your presence?"
"You speak too often of threats, Marani," Omotac says, his
face growing dark. "And not often enough of exchanges. You and I
could have made arrangements, Marani. I tried to help you. It
did not have to end this way."
I feel bile rise in my throat.
"You are a vile swine, Omotac," I tell him, the blood
rushing to my cheeks. "You are a wicked and disgraceful man. And
if there is any justice, your death will be long and slow, your
children will perish in your sight, and the dogs will eat your
bloated carcass."
"Filthy ulcac !" Omotac curses, his eyes bulging. "You have
always had a mouth like a viper!"
"And you have always had a face like the backside of a
dog," I reply.
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it cannot be made whole.
For awhile, I am silent. I wish that I had shouted to
Nochtli in the crowd. I wish I had told her that I will miss
her. But there is not time. Two guards have arrived, to carry me
up to the chamber of judgment. They bind my hands behind my
back, and lead me down the corridor.
Even at the bottom of the stone staircase, I can hear
clearly the noise of the people. Their voices echo all the way
up to the high stone ceiling in a low hum. When I appear at the
top of the staircase, the humming grows louder.
Standing on the floor in front of the altar are the lesser
Malacotan, and lahuata who are unattended by their masters. On
the level above them I see those who live in the stacked houses,
and in the upper levels I glimpse the Malacotan who live in the
tall houses. Omotac is doubtless among them by now, and perhaps
Nochtli, too, if Omotac was cruel enough to bring her with him.
I see the sons of the very wealthy, crowding together at the
edge of the upper gallery. They have come to see an execution.
In the center of the highest platform sits the High Priest
Tohoxque, dressed in the black robes of the priesthood, his eyes
hooded in contempt.
The guards lead me to the edge of the altar and then push
me up a short flight of stairs. For a moment, I am standing
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before the altar, with most of Quixalcala staring at my back.
The guards shout at me to kneel, and then strike my knees with
the butts of their spears. Slowly, I lower myself to the ground,
and look up at the red curtain that hangs behind the altar.
A moment later, two priests emerge from behind the
curtain. One is very old, with a shock of white hair that
protrudes from his head at odd angles. His bushy white eyebrows
arch across his forehead, giving him a stern appearance. This is
Ulhoxta, who, along with Tohoxque and Centotl, serves as the
three high priests of Quixalcala. The priest who stands beside
Ulhoxta is very young--much too young to wear the black mantle.
He has large dark eyes framed by long, dark lashes. His hair is
shorn short, with an unruly cowlick over his right temple. His
searching eyes catch mine, just for a moment, and I cannot
believe that I am looking at him. I cannot believe that, after
all of this time, Anda came to see me.
I look down, and then the red curtain opens.
The Naxali emerges to the cheers of people. She wears
elaborate robes of folded scarlet fabrics, embroidered with
golden threads in gleaming patterns. Her graying hair has been
braided beneath a tall golden headdress, fitted with crimson
feathers and glittering with garnets. Blood red makeup has been
drawn across her face, and her eyes are lined in black icual .
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The woman who stands before me should be a mother by now, and
although I know that there is no goddess hiding behind her eyes,
her appearance is as fearsome as though the words in the Atiz
Xilaque were true. She lifts her hands, and the people begin to
sing.
Come forth,
Come forth,
O Goddess of Judgment
Render unto men what is right
Render unto men what is fitting
Come forth,
Come forth,
O Goddess of Judgment
Speak that we may submit
Speak that we may obey
Several minutes later, the hymn of praise concludes. The
Naxali glides forward along a strip of snow white cloth to the
front of the altar. As she walks, her many golden ornaments
clink softly, ringing out across the silent chamber. As she
draws nearer to the crowd of observers, she looks up at the
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"Very well," she says. "The chamber will hear him."
I turn my head, and see Omotac approach the altar. His eyes
meet mine for a moment, and I see fire behind them. If there had
been any chance that Omotac would recant his story in order to
save my life, that opportunity seems to have passed.
"I was standing on the terrace of my house, watching the
setting sun," Omotac begins, "when I heard my lahuata Marani
speaking to someone in the narrow space between my house and the
house of my neighbor, Excotl. I did not intend to overhear their
conversation, but I found that I could not avoid it."
"With whom was the lahuata speaking?" the Naxali asks.
"I do not know."
"You did not recognize the voice?"
"I did not."
"Continue."
"As I stood on the terrace, I heard Marani vow revenge
against another lahuata , whose name I did not know. I did not
learn the cause of their quarrel. Moments later, I saw Marani
emerge, carrying a bundle of cloth. I had not ordered her to
carry cloth to the marketplace, so I followed her from my house
to the small gate on the eastern side of the city. When I passed
through the small gate after her, I found the cloth discarded on
the ground outside the city."
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"What did the bundle conceal?"
"I do not know."
"But you can guess, I am sure."
"The spear."
"Was this cloth bundle recovered?"
"It was lost," Omotac improvises.
"I see," the Naxali nods.
"I followed the sound of Marani's footsteps through the
jungle," Omotac explains, "hoping to prevent the violence I had
heard her promise. I arrived nearly too late, for Marani was
engaged in combat with the lahuata Itchipa."
"And where is Itchipa?"
"She was not prepared to testify," the old priest
interrupts. "I spoke with her, and she did not refute the
testimony of Omotac. But the ordeal has shaken her, and she did
not wish to offend your presence by growing faint."
"Indeed," the Naxali says, inscrutable.
"I assure you, Naxali," the priest continues, "that her
testimony was considered and found unhelpful to the lahuata
Marani."
"What happened," the Naxali says, turning to Omotac, "after
you observed Marani engage in combat with Itchipa?"
"I attempted to pull Marani away from Itchipa. When I did,
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Marani turned on me, and pressed the haft of the spear against
my throat. She was trying to kill me."
"Does this conclude your testimony?"
"Yes," Omotac answers. "But I should add that I urge this
chamber to punish Marani to the fullest extent the Atiz Xilaque
allows. The girl has always had contempt for the gods, and, in
my opinion, cannot be made obedient as she should be."
"As her owner," the Naxali responds, "your recommendation
is noted."
The Naxali pauses for a moment, as though she were
contemplating the testimony of Omotac. But because I am standing
so near to her, I see that her lips are moving just slightly.
She is whispering a prayer.
"Now," the Naxali pronounces, "the chamber will hear the
testimony of the lahuata Marani. Do you refute the charges?"
"I do."
"Do you refute the testimony of Omotac?"
"I do."
"Then tell me," the Naxali says. "What happened."
"That afternoon I was in the jungles," I tell her,
"searching out ixi . That is the task I perform for my master
Omotac."
"Did anyone observe you?"
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"In the jungle?" I ask her.
"Be careful of your tone, lahuata ," the old priest barks.
"I am sorry," I say, nodding to the Naxali. "No, no one
observed me in the jungle. I was far away from the city,
searching out the ixi alone."
"How did you come to meet Omotac and Itchipa outside the
city?"
"Because the sun was setting, I was returning to
Quixalcala. When I was near the small gate, I heard a cry in the
jungle, and I went to know its source. When I located the sound,
I found Omotac standing over Itchipa, who lay before him on the
ground. I saw . . . I saw that her skirts were pulled above her
waist."
"Did she appear frightened?" the Naxali asks.
"Yes."
"Of you? Or of Omotac?"
"Of Omotac."
"Then what happened?"
"I attempted to wrest the spear Omotac held from his grasp,
in order to prevent his dishonoring Itchipa. When Omotac heard
the guards approaching, he placed the spear in my hands, so that
the guards would observe it there."
The crowd begins to murmur.
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"So you do not contest that you struck Omotac?"
"No," I say. "But I did it to prevent another violation of
the Atiz Xilaque: his adultery with Itchipa."
"And your testimony remains that the evidence against you
has been falsely brought? That the word of your own master is a
lie?"
"Yes."
"Does this conclude your testimony?"
"Yes."
The Naxali tilts her head back and gazes up at the ceiling
of the temple. The room is so quiet that I can hear the sound of
the breeze blowing past the open door. I bow my head and close
my eyes. No matter what happens, I have told the people of the
wickedness of Omotac. The Malacotan will think me false, but the
other lahuata will know, and they will be wary of him. I have
done all I could.
Finally the Naxali stands, her feet spread wide, her
shoulders forward. I feel a darkness in my chest, a spreading
blackness that threatens to swallow me, and I know that I am
about to be sentenced to die.
"When a lahuata lays her hand upon a Malacotan, the
punishment for this crime is death by beheading. This punishment
is unqualified."
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There is a buzzing excitement in the room. From the highest
balcony, a Malacotan boy whoops in celebration. My execution may
be the first that he witnesses. I am surprised when the room
falls silent again. When I look up, and see that the Naxali is
still standing.
"However," the Naxali intones. "I choose to exonerate her."
The people begin to murmur, and the Naxali waits until they
fall silent again.
"This decision comes not from my lips, but from the lips of
the goddess Ix Taleth. For reasons known only to the goddess,
Marani is to return to her house. And I warn all of you," she
says, her eyes flicking down to Omotac "that if any one of you
harms her he will have stood in the place of the gods, exacting
punishment. The penalty for such arrogance will be death by
burning. Do you voice your assent?"
"We agree, Naxali," the crowd answers, hesitant.
"This is the judgment of Ix Taleth." she declares.
"Then so shall it be," the crowd replies.
As she gathers her red robes in her hands, the Naxali's
eyes meet mine. For a moment, her eyes widen as she looks at me,
as though she is seeing me for the first time. But then her mask
returns, and her lips press themselves again into a firm line.
She sweeps behind the throne and disappears behind the red
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curtain.