Street: Old Highway

Description

An endless road cuts through scorched lands like the artery of a dead world. On both sides lie broken overpasses, rusted trucks, and remnants of billboards long stripped of meaning. The asphalt has collapsed in places, yet the line still stretches forward — stubborn, like the memory of motion. In the distance, the silhouettes of ruined cities fade into the haze. The wind carries the scent of ash and gasoline, and every step echoes the past.