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I flew through the clouds of volcanic smoke upward into the searing skies. The dead world below me vanished through thick layers of ancient ash carried by mighty storms. They pressed against the Cloak of wind shielding me. So much dust blew into my face at one point that I couldn’t see Tlaloc’s sun.
Then I finally pierced the veil. I emerged from the ashes like a fish hopping out of water and into fresh air. The horrid heat and dust were replaced by a soothing and comfortable a ...
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