"What's that?" the corpse asked.
"Your life. It's tainted. Everything I approach withers and dies."
"That's the way of things," said the corpse. "That's all there is."
"No!" howled Coyote. "That's not how it was. There was life. I remember."
"You don't remember anything," said the corpse.
"You've cursed me!"
"We're all cursed."