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Ropewalking was never part of AumSum’s daily routine. He preferred solid ground under his feet and snacks in his pockets. But, a mountain village nearby AumSum’s house was suddenly cut off by a rockslide, and now the only way to get supplies across was a long rope strung between two cliffs.

The rope swayed high above a deep canyon, and no one had dared to walk it. The villagers were in danger. Time was running out.

AumSum stared at the deep canyon. He wasn’t a hero. He had never even walked a clothesline. But something inside him sparked.

That night, he gathered ropes, poles, and determination. He tied lines between trees in the park and practiced through wind and drizzle. He fell, he failed, and he tried again. Every stumble became a lesson. Every bruise became a badge. Soon, he was walking ropes with his eyes closed, arms wide, heart steady.

A crowd had gathered near the cliff. No one else had stepped forward. But AumSum, now carrying a backpack full of medicine and supplies, nodded silently and stepped onto the platform.

The rope danced beneath his feet. Wind howled. A hawk screeched and flew so close it ruffled his hair. Below, the river roared like a monster waiting to swallow him. But AumSum kept going.

Halfway across, a storm rolled in. Rain lashed his face. The rope turned slick. AumSum slipped and dangled for a terrifying second, his hand gripping the rope with every ounce of strength he had. People screamed from both cliffs. But AumSum didn’t panic. He remembered his training, steadied his breathing, and pulled himself back up.

With slow, deliberate steps, he reached the other side, soaked, exhausted, but victorious. The villagers cheered wildly. Food, medicine, and hope had arrived - all thanks to the hero, AumSum!