There was once a young traveler who walked through a valley every evening on his way home. At the beginning of the road stood a small lantern placed there by the village elders. Its light was steady and clear, showing the path that led safely through the valley.
For many years, travelers trusted the lantern and followed the road it illuminated.
But one day, a merchant arrived selling glowing glass stones. They shimmered brightly and promised a more exciting light than the simple lantern. Curious travelers began carrying the stones instead.
At first the stones seemed beautiful. Their colors danced and flickered. But the light they gave off was strange. It did not shine far ahead, and the more the travelers stared into the glowing glass, the less they noticed the road beneath their feet.
Soon many wandered off the path and into thick fog that covered the valley floor.
The young traveler almost followed them. The stones were fascinating to watch, and the glow was hard to ignore. But one evening he lifted his eyes and saw the old lantern again in the distance. Its light was calm, steady, and far clearer than the flickering stones.
So he placed the stone on the ground and walked back toward the lantern.
As he approached it, the fog began to thin, and the path became visible again. Step by step, the road home appeared before him.
From that day forward, whenever the glowing stones tempted him, he remembered how easily they led travelers into the fog and how the lantern always showed the way home.