City of hills
One night, a man traveled to the top of the highest hill in his city so that he could see all the other hills. When he arrived at the top, he was astonished to see a light on the top of every single hill. His eyes began to fill with tears at the sight of this phenomenon. Each night, for weeks, he would drive to the top of the hill just to look again because the view never grew old.
Then, one night, he began to see a few lights travel down their own hill to join the lights on one particular hill. The following night, the same thing happened again with other lights. By week’s end, darkness enveloped the entire city and the man grew increasingly sad because he remembered a time when each hill had its own light.