In Buneyr, there lived seven men, each with dreams of seeking their fortunes beyond the horizon. One fine day, as the sun began its descent, they decided to take a break under the shade of a great tree.
Sitting together, one of the men had a peculiar thought. He proposed, "Let's make sure we're all here." So, he started counting, "One, two, three, four, five, six," but he somehow forgot to count himself. "There's one of us missing! We're only six!" he exclaimed.
The others laughed heartily, thinking it was a jest. In response, they all started counting with raised forefingers, but, much like their friend, they too forgot to include themselves in the count.
Growing concerned about their missing companion, they decided to take action. The seven friends set out on a quest to find the one who seemed to have disappeared into thin air. On their way, they crossed paths with a friendly shepherd.
"Why are you all so downcast?" he inquired.
"We started as seven this morning, but now we're only six," they replied. "Have you seen anyone who might be our missing friend?"
The shepherd chuckled and said, "But you are seven. Look closely: one, two, three, four, five, six, seven!"
The wise men of Buneyr realized their error and felt a mixture of embarrassment and gratitude.
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