The road that led to and from Calchester was now a network of vines, grasses and roots that had taken hold of every bit they could get. Broken branches and leaves cover the roads inside the town while the tall grasses of the unkempt gardens sway in the wind.
Doors were broken, rotten and in most cases barely a door at all. Whether this was the work of looters, animals or the elements was unclear, but it didn’t really matter. Many roofs had collapsed and in some cases had taken the entire building with it. Others looked in decent shape and were simply dirty and filled with bird nests.
Calchester, once a hub of modern housing and technological developments was now partially reclaimed by nature. The air which was once filled with the many sounds of a growing community had grown eerily quiet. The silence was only broken up by the occasional animal sound and gust of wind.
Destroyed packages, remnants of forgotten letters and unpaid bills littered the floor of the post office. The smell of animal droppings clung to the air as much as the droppings did to the floor, the animals clearly loved the post office.
Street after street of abandoned homes made for a terrifying thought. Each house was once a home, a home belonging to a family and now there was only emptiness. But there was an odd sense of harmony as nature reclaimed what was theirs and resettled an old balance.
The gentle road that led to Lanteglos was now indistinguishable from the surrounding landscape. Random pieces of long forgotten possessions litter the roads and wild, overgrown gardens within this town.
Doors were boarded up tightly and some showed signs of painted symbols with meanings known only to those who put them there, but whoever put them there’s long gone too. Broken roof tiles lay in the streets and gardens and crusty, dry paint faded from walls and fences.
Lanteglos, once a pleasant quiet town and home to friendly folk had become nothing more than a painful memory. The many voices of a once bustling community were replaced with the many voices of wild animals and stray pets that had made this town their new home.
The public pool was still full of water. Green, algae filled rain water. It was big enough to become a new home to several families of ducks, but it was eerily abandoned by even them.
No matter how you looked at it this town was an eerie sight to behold. Lives forgotten, perhaps completely ruined and there was barely anything to show for it. But even with all the animals that lived here now and made this town their new home you couldn’t escape the feeling that so much had been lost forever.