The Deserted Railway Station

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?

Ted S
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.

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  1. Well, that doesn’t seem like a good place to hang out! Killers go there to bury bodies, only to be killed by other killers. An excellent little story in a few words.
    ~Cie from Naughty Netherworld Press~

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  2. Bernadette, i love how you told your creepy little tale in so few words. Left so much to our imaginations, which I like. Love the setting which really adds to the story. Shadows. Ghosts? A type of justice meted out.

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  3. Hi Bernadette – haunting to put it mildly … not nice to think about … well told – take care! All the best Hilary

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  4. I saw questions about a killer
    but a killer I did not see
    yet which was it, life or death
    beneath that old dead tree

    I hoped and read of life
    that was buried there
    and when I see the mounds
    young trees they will bear

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