Abandoned

The gentle road that led to Mensfield was frail and no longer able to support anything or anybody without the risk of collapsing under their weight. Dry grass, dying bushes, and withering flowers are all left of the once well-kept gardens. Doors were boarded up tightly and some showed signs of painted symbols with meanings known only to those who put them there, but whoever put them there's long gone too. A few rusted cars still stood in their driveways, though most were stripped of all their spare parts. Mensfield, once nothing more than a simple, quiet town had all but faded away from history. Silence had taken the place of the sound of playing children, talking neighbors, and the sounds of an active community. The silence was deafening. The art gallery was once the cultural pride and joy of this town and tourists flocked to see the art displayed here. Now it was home to a flock of doves who've destroyed most art pieces in their ignorance of what it once meant to any people. It was a strange feeling to be in the footsteps of so many lives now long forgotten and not knowing what became of the people who once spent their lives here. But even with all the animals that lived here now and made this town their new home, you couldn't escape the feeling that so much had been lost forever. // This piece is part of my AI GIF artworks // Created by alfitrartg (2022)