There is an artificial lake in our village.

Instead, they were simply golf balls, **”dozens of them, resting in gentle hollows carved by time and current.”** The discovery came from a nearby golf course, where stray shots had gradually collected in the lake over time.

What initially felt like a strange natural phenomenon turned into a reminder of how easily perception can mislead. The moment that once felt like a mystery or discovery of something unknown was revealed to be something simple and familiar. As the realization settled in, it became clear that sometimes **”the world isn’t hiding monsters or miracles,”** but instead reflects how quickly the mind tries to fill gaps with imagination.