Sublime

children by his former marriage, a little boy called Hansel, and a girl named Grethel. He had little enough to break or bite; and once, when there was a great famine in the land, he could not procure even his daily bread; and as he lay thinking in his bed one evening, rolling

rarámuris, aquellos que corren de los problemas; y los chabochis, aquellos que los causan.

The moral craved stories of immorality,

taciturn

Basically, a fairy tale right up the Grimm brothers’ alley. Have you actually read that shit? It’s dark.