Asian Folktales

In the countryside of Cambodia, where rice paddies stretched like green mirrors toward distant purple mountains and small villages clustered along winding dirt roads, there lived a poor cowherd named Ratana. He owned nothing but the worn sampot tied around his waist, a bamboo staff weathered smooth by years of

In ancient Cambodia, long before the great temples of Angkor rose from the jungle floor, there stood a mountain of extraordinary beauty. Phnom Kulen lifted its green shoulders above the plains, its slopes thick with ancient trees whose roots gripped stone like the fingers of giants. Waterfalls cascaded down its