Mictecacihuatl felt their love, a profound connection that transcended life and death. Each moment was a reminder of her role as the protector of the souls, guiding them back to celebrate with their families.
A young girl approached, clutching a small bouquet of marigolds. With wide eyes, she gazed up at Mictecacihuatl, unafraid. "Are you a spirit?" the girl asked, her voice barely a whisper.
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