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The gods of old are dying, forgotten by time and story alike. But there is one amoung them, coyote, who has one last trick up his sleeve before taking his final bow to fate. Will it be enough to save the world?
Authors note: I wrote this in a weekend between finals as a way of studying. As a result, it combines astronomy, sociology and mythology. There are quotes and antadotes that I have no claim to, and I tried my best to find a sorce for all of them. If I forgot one, please let me know.
If you would like to edit it, or like it enough that you want me to edit it, let me know.
I own all ideas, words, and materials of this book.