Nabagi Wari: Edomcha Thu

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.

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. Edomcha Thu Nabagi Wari

The spirit smiled and brought a silver axe. “Then this?” “No,” Edomcha said again. “That is not mine either.” Hearing his cry, the Spirit of the River