The Mystery Of An Road

One day a girl named arija was walking through an empty road, that road was 82 km long ,but arija didn't know about that road .

So when she entered the road she was a bit surprised because there were many abundant house and trees with no leaves .

But arija didn't care about all those things she ignored all those and went away from there and run as fast she could to reach the end of the road. However, no matter how fast she ran, the road seemed endless, stretching further into the horizon. The sun began to set, casting long shadows over the desolate houses and bare trees, creating an eerie atmosphere.

As the darkness crept in, Arija slowed down, her breath heavy and heart pounding. She realized she was utterly alone, with no sign of life anywhere. The silence was deafening, broken only by the sound of her footsteps on the cracked asphalt.

Suddenly, a faint glow appeared in the distance. Desperate for answers or help, Arija moved toward the light. As she approached, she saw it came from an old, decrepit house with a single lantern hanging by its door. Despite her fear, curiosity got the better of her.

She knocked on the door, and it creaked open on its own. Inside, the house was dimly lit and filled with strange objects: a clock that ticked backward, mirrors reflecting unfamiliar landscapes, and books with pages blank except for a single word repeating endlessly: Return.

A deep voice echoed from the shadows, startling Arija. "Why have you come here, child?" it asked.

"I... I don't know," she stammered. "I was just walking, and I ended up here."

"You’ve stepped onto the Forgotten Road," the voice said. "A place where time loops and memories fade. You must find your way back before midnight, or you'll remain trapped here forever."

Arija’s heart raced. "How do I get back?"

"Follow the markers," the voice replied. "But beware, the road tests those who travel it."

Without another word, the lantern flickered and went out, plunging the house into darkness. Arija turned and ran back onto the road, her mind racing with questions. What markers? What kind of tests?

She soon noticed faint symbols etched into the pavement, glowing faintly under the moonlight. Each symbol seemed to lead her in a specific direction, but the further she followed them, the more surreal her surroundings became. Houses floated in mid-air, trees whispered her name, and shadows danced without a source.

Arija realized the road wasn’t just testing her endurance—it was testing her fears, her choices, and her resolve to keep moving forward. Every step took her deeper into a world where reality and imagination blurred.