Edomcha Thu Nabagi Wari -

One afternoon, while chopping wood near the old banyan tree, Edomcha’s iron axe slipped from his hand and fell into a deep, swirling pool. He sat by the bank and wept, for without his axe, he could not work, and without work, his family would go hungry.

Hearing his cry, the Spirit of the River appeared — a shimmering figure draped in blue and green. “Why do you weep, Edomcha?” asked the spirit. Edomcha Thu Nabagi Wari

“My only axe has sunk into your waters,” he replied. One afternoon, while chopping wood near the old