T. S. Stribling,
The Web of the Sun (Adventure Magazine…
(1922)
“ One morning he awoke to find the web of the sun spread where it is today—a miraculous net, señor, and as the sun dips beneath the lake, babies in the web are transported to its effulgent halls—and the women are content——”“They believe it?” The high priest lifted his hands. “Señor, they must, else they would go mad and die. All humanity must have some religion, or the horrors of life will overcome them. Pachacamac is the god of the living, not the god of the dead.” ”
