Inladaa stepped cautiously down the mountain, the winding path threading through a dense forest.
Leaves still glistened with morning dew, and the birds' calls echoed in rhythm with her heartbeat.
Yet amid this calm, she felt a strange sensation — as if something in the woods was watching her.
A small stone blocked her path, causing her to stumble slightly.
But instead of falling, she straightened herself and smiled.
"Every step is a new beginning… even if I don't know what lies ahead."
Suddenly, a faint silver light filtered through the branches,
like a signal from another world.
Inladaa stopped and looked closer.
The dewdrops reflected the light as if they were observing her, hinting that this path to freedom was still full of stories and challenges.
Her heart raced, but it was not fear.
It was excitement and hope.
For the first time after a long, dark night, Inladaa felt that she was ready for everything that awaited her.
Inladaa ventured deeper into the forest.
A thin mist coiled around her, as if the world were hiding something from her sight.
Suddenly, a soft whisper echoed in her mind — not from the wind or any creature, but as if someone, somewhere, was calling her.
A faint silver light appeared among the branches.
Inladaa stepped closer, her heart pounding.
She saw an ancient symbol carved into a massive tree —
the shape of three hearts intertwined, as if hinting that three hearts must unite to overcome the trials ahead.
"What… does this mean?" she whispered, feeling no fear.
Curiosity and excitement surged together.
Inladaa realized that the path ahead would be filled with tests and the mysteries of destiny,
but her heart was ready.
For the first time in her life, she felt that nothing could stop her now.