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I wrote too soon. I had another dream last night. Those floating mountains are real… and they’ve brought gods with them!

I dreamt that gods with pale, hairy faces had landed. Gods with hard metal skins. The wooden-walled mountains they came in are out on the water – our canoes look tiny alongside them.

It must be the god Quetzalcoatl. He has returned, just as the ancient prophecy said he would. In the olden days, Quetzalcoatl disappeared over the water to the east, promising to come back in the year One Reed. This year is One Reed (that’s another thing I know as a soothsayer) and now it looks as if Quetzalcoatl has come back – with a band of servants. Some of the servants are the half-man, half-deer monsters that Monty saw in the bird mirror.

It looks as if all the bad signs meant something. If it is the god Quetzalcoatl, he’ll be coming back here to rule his old kingdom. What’s Monty going to do about that?