The gentle road that led to Marclesfield was now indistinguishable from the surrounding landscape. Fallen trees block some of the paths while others continue to grow, their branches no longer prevented from growing into houses.
Some doors had collapsed or were perhaps destroyed by looters or animals as time passed. Either way they left a welcoming entrance for animals. There were signs of fires, in some cases it was merely a trail of soot and smoke above a window pane, in others it was a pile of ash where once a building stood.
Marclesfield, once rich with life, hopes, dreams and aspirations was now a mere distant memory of better times. Bird songs, animals rustling in the bushes and trees and the various animal sounds from stray pets and other wild animals had taken the place of the sounds of a bustling community.
The train station had collapsed and the tracks were covered in shrubs and fallen branches. Nobody was waiting for the next train anymore, no longer eagerly going to the next destination or waiting for those coming home.
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 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 gentle road that led to Marclesfield was now indistinguishable from the surrounding landscape. Fallen trees block some of the paths while others continue to grow, their branches no longer prevented from growing into houses.
Some doors had collapsed or were perhaps destroyed by looters or animals as time passed. Either way they left a welcoming entrance for animals. There were signs of fires, in some cases it was merely a trail of soot and smoke above a window pane, in others it was a pile of ash where once a building stood.
Marclesfield, once rich with life, hopes, dreams and aspirations was now a mere distant memory of better times. Bird songs, animals rustling in the bushes and trees and the various animal sounds from stray pets and other wild animals had taken the place of the sounds of a bustling community.
The train station had collapsed and the tracks were covered in shrubs and fallen branches. Nobody was waiting for the next train anymore, no longer eagerly going to the next destination or waiting for those coming home.
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 despite all the decay and destruction at least there was happiness among the animals. Most had found a relatively safe haven to live in.
