The setting sun cast long shadows as he stepped into the long deserted railway station. A quick look showed that no street dwellers or druggies were sitting in the quaint nooks and corners. He dropped a sack bursting at its seams. Then bending down, dragged it next to an abandoned spade with a grunt and started digging. A shadow slowly creeped up beside him.
Today if you explore that railway station, you’ll come across two mounds of dirt right next to that leafless tree in the corner.
Word Count 87 : FCA
This month’s WEP theme is Long Shadows. Cast yours too?
Also featuring the photo prompt by Ted Strutz at the Friday Fictioneers hosted by Rochelle Wisoff-Fields and the word prompt (Station) at the Girlie on the Edge hosted by Denise Farley.
Bernadette Braganza 
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