At the edge of the world—more precisely, at the rim of a puddle—a tiny traveler cautiously surveyed the terrain. The universe reflected on the water’s surface, and if it had any philosophical inclinations, it might have pondered whether it was walking in reality or merely stumbling through its own reflection.
But there was no time for such thoughts. The focus had to be on the legs. All of them… well, many. One wrong move, and it would find itself in another dimension—namely, the water.
The lights shimmered, the bokeh danced, and the photographer murmured softly, “Just one more step… just one more…”—as if the tiny creature could hear. But it simply kept moving forward, because that was all it knew to do.