Master Raghav popped up beside them and tapped his puppet satchel. “The fair is loud and fun,” he said with a smile, “but Dussehra must travel farther than this ground.”

Vivaan looked up. “Farther where?” he asked, shifting his pouch on his shoulder. Master Raghav leaned close and said, “Home. School. Small choices. The story lives when you tell the truth, even when it is hard.”

Kiran gave Vivaan a gentle nudge, and Vivek said, “That is the real arrow.”