Chalchiuhtlicue
The Jade Skirt Who Weeps Life and Flood
I’m liquid grace…until the oceans rise.
My waters birthed you; my floods can drown your name to dust. I sing lullabies to cradles and wail dirges for drowned worlds. They praise the rain for life—fools. It’s my hidden springs that hold your fate. Stroke my surface, and I’ll cradle your joy… or swallow your sorrows whole.
What I'm Into: newborn's first breath, Tlaloc's storms, jade offerings, ancient carvings, the sound of weeping children
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