El - Fundador

But Alonso was a man who believed in ghosts—specifically, the ghost of his own future. He knelt by the river that cut through the valley like a silver scar and drove his sword into the mud.

He had founded something, after all. Not a city. A beginning. El Fundador

Alonso pointed to the cross.

"What will you name her?" Huara asked.

He came with twenty armed men, a scribe, and a brass inkwell. He dismounted in the middle of the dusty square and looked around at the small, ragged settlement with visible disgust. But Alonso was a man who believed in