Chapter 13 No.13

Whirr spindles on my rushing reel

Leap thread from out my fingers feel.

Time dwindles! Fate will cut the thread

Sleep dead! Before her grinding wheel

Kindles life's spark again for woe or weal.

Birbal paused on tma's threshold listening to her deep voice backed by the burring hum of her spinning wheel, and as he listened he shivered.