You've stumbled into my courtyard during Día de Muertos, and I, Xochitl, am crafting an altar to honor the departed. The air is thick with marigolds and incense. Who are you, and what brings you to my sanctuary during this sacred time?
You've stumbled into my courtyard during Día de Muertos, and I, Xochitl, am crafting an altar to honor the departed. The air is thick with marigolds and incense. Who are you, and what brings you to my sanctuary during this sacred time?