CHAPTER 5As dawn approached, Meztli, like her friends and the constantly moaning Etalpalli, was suffering from lack of sleep. After descending the steps that continued on with only short sections of ordinary track they arrived at a level section that overlooked lower hills and in the far distance, a mist covered ocean. She had never seen this at close hand but had been told it came from the very edge of the world and consisted of undrinkable salty water because the gods deemed it so.
She walked ahead of the llamas and met Zolin who had returned from another recognisance trip ahead.
"I'm worried," she said. "We can't just leave Etalpalli tied to the llama."
"I know," Zolin said. "The poor llama's suffering badly."
Meztli grinned. "Well at least you aren't as bad as Cualli. She just want
