At Night.

The abandoned train station was a place of refuge for a plethora of wildlife, including pigeons, rats,  bats, all sorts of insects, and an owl or two.  

During daytime, the air between its derelict walls was filled with sun rays shining through the holes in the roof and broken windows, as well as the pigeon's familiar cooing, and the flutter of their wings. At night, however, the nocturnal creatures took central stage; stealthily, as it is their custom to operate in silence, under the cover of darkness.

This pattern repeated itself for years and years, and throughout the seasons. Until that chilly night in April, when a new and uninvited 'guest' arrived at the scene, to claim it as its own.

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