He always moved his fingers while laughing at the puppet that he was moving. One day he looked up and saw a puppeteer moving his fingers and making him move. And as long as his eyes could reach, the numbers of the puppeteers who moved other puppeteers grew. Someday, somehow, he escaped and heard about the mountain on the top of which he would see the last puppeteer, who moved the last puppet. He kept climbing that mountain while he saw his reflections beside him as he moved. For every little distance he covered, his reflections changed. He kept climbing looking at his reflections, watching the puppeteers and their puppets. In the end, when he couldn't move anymore, he realized that the last puppet and the last puppeteer didn't exist. None of those reflections were true. And that mountain would never end.

- Akshay Vasu


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