Dawn came. The storm had drowned the wedding flowers. Priti walked out of her house with nothing but her loom shuttle and the half-woven Leirum Phee . She walked down the muddy path to the foot of Chingmeirong.
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Sanathoi’s cheeks warmed, mirroring the red threads on her loom. "And you make the clouds descend to earth with your dance," she replied, surprising herself. Dawn came
Years later, a traveler came to the Loktak. He saw an old woman weaving by a lantern, her hands still steady. Behind her, an old man played a cracked Pena . She walked down the muddy path to the foot of Chingmeirong