el charro negro, a man with a black charro suit, he was the shadows who sealed the greed, he rode a black horse, off slaying humans walking down the busy streets along the other myths.

and you, la llorona, that black hair covering your face, the white dress, gosh you cried by that same river/lake all night for your children, he wasn’t suppose to, so why did the next morning your ex-husbands body be found nailed to the church?