NARRATOR 3: Finally they reached the far shore. At once, Chen felt himself dry and warm.
NARRATOR 1: It wasn’t long then till they came to Sun Palace. It looked just like his mother’s brocade!
NARRATOR 4: He rode to the entrance, sprang from the horse, and hurried into a huge hall.
NARRATOR 2: Sitting there at looms were dozens of fairy ladies, who turned to stare at him, then whispered to each other excitedly. On each loom was a copy of his mother’s brocade, and the brocade itself hung in the center of the room.
NARRATOR 3: A lady near the door rose from her loom to meet him.