The once busy road that led to Davenport was barely discernible through the weeds and grasses that had reclaimed it. Dry grass, dying bushes and withering flowers are all that's left of the once well kept gardens.
Some doors were shut tightly, others were broken down. Some forcefully, others had simply collapsed under their own weight as the elements continued to eat away at them. Broken cars and rusty pieces of metal littered some of the larger driveways, stripped from all but their most useless parts.
Davenport, once home to thousands of families and counting had all but faded away from history. Silence had taken the place of the sound of playing children, talking neighbors and the sounds of a working community. The silence was deafening.
Collapsed wooden walkways and a few sunken boats littered the relatively small docks. Some of the sunken boats had bird nests in them, but most were simply covered in shells and slowly reclaimed by nature.
No matter how many animals made their home in this town now you couldn't help but be overcome with loneliness. Life had not just come to a halt, it had completely disappeared. But there was something oddly poetic about nature reclaiming what was once theirs to begin with.
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