The road that led to and from Glanyrafon was barely detectable beneath layers of dust, sand, shrubs and leaves. Random pieces of long forgotten possessions litter the roads and wild, overgrown gardens within this town.
Most doors still stood in their frames as if nothing had changed. A few were ajar for one reason or another, perhaps left open in a hurry. Window panes hung perilously from their hinges and here and there drapes had been flung out by the wind.
Glanyrafon, once a pleasant quiet town and home to friendly folk was now but an eerie shell of its former self. Were it not for the occasional bird call the only sounds in this town was that of the wind. The sounds of market vendors, playing families and a loving community were no more.
The town hall, once the pride and glory of this town, was turned into a new pride and glory by the various animals that lived here. Birds, cats, dogs and all sorts of rodents had all taken their spots.
The more time would pass the more the traces of those who lived here will disappear. Even now there were only remnants left, it’d be only a short while until there was nothing left. But despite all the decay and destruction at least there was happiness among the animals. Most had found a relatively safe haven to live in.
The network of roads that led to Arkmunster was slowly absorbed back into nature as grass, flowers and small shrubs reclaimed what they can as fast as they can. Gardens once looked after and trimmed to perfection were now rough and overgrown, returning back to their chaotic natural state.
Remnants of packages and magazines still lay at some of the doorsteps, unopened and long forgotten. At least the animals got some use out of them. A few rusted cars still stood in their driveways, though most were stripped of all their spare parts.
Arkmunster, once bustling with life and brimming with light at this hour was now partially reclaimed by nature. 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 safety of the bank was forfeited long ago. There was nothing left but empty halls and empty safety deposit boxes, boxes that made for great nesting areas for small birds who gladly took advantage of this.
You couldn’t help but feel lost in this town now, even if you knew exactly where you were. It was a lonely place with only distant memories of what once was. But there was an odd sense of harmony as nature reclaimed what was theirs and resettled an old balance.