According to centuries old legend, Huehuecóyoti is the ancient god of dance and mischief in these lands. They say he needs no rhythm to dance because it merely dances to the hearts beats emmanating from his bag of horrors, that his dance is so beautiful one goes blind, deaf, and paralyzed just by seeing it, and that morning dew is merely the sweat of all of Huehuecóyoti dancing.
From the ancient Aztec codec, Huehuecóyoti is a beast composed of dancing coyotes with human hand and feet, followed by a trail of human drivers to quench his insatiable thirst for rhythm. Nestled in the orange groves of Southern California, his home was a vast dance floor with the moon as a discoball and stars as lasers to keep the night bumping. The locals knew to merely provide sacrifices to Huehuecóyoti in the afternoon, as his dancing continued throughout the night and early morning. In fear of angering the god, the locals presented offerings of potted water and fruit, easily digested and eaten on the dance floor.
His dance continued till the arrival of the Spanish. With no offerings, the god soon lay dormant, exhausted by his own vice.
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