The hurricane travels northwest at ten miles an hour. Its clouds shroud Tenochtitlan; its waves kiss the shore near Cihuatlan. Baja California lies straight ahead. The winds creep up the coast, ever closer to Cabo San Lucas. Far beyond lie the drought choked Southwest cities: Tucson, Phoenix and Las Vegas.
The winds travel far, carrying the rain as the patterns recreate the history of thousands of years; travel the same patterns thousands of miles. The Navajos pray to the Gods for rain, just as Aztecs dreamed of the Corn God's blessing. Tears of the Gods descend upon the land.