“Who will take on the job of dawning?” The Lord of the Shells, famous for his strength and beauty, stepped forward. “I’ll be the sun,” he said. “Who else?” Silence. Everybody looked at the Small Syphilitic God, the ugliest and wretchedest of all gods, and said, “You.” The Lord of the Shells and the Small Syphilitic God withdrew to the hills that are now the pyramids of the sun and the moon.
Sun and moon origins
