Forgotten Stories

Posted on by Reena Saxena

The whistle pierced the silence as the train slid into the deserted platform. No lamps glowed, no voices stirred—only shadows stretched across cracked tiles.

From the carriages stepped passengers cloaked in mist, their eyes shimmering like distant stars. They were not of flesh but of memory, spirits of forgotten stories, inviting curiosity about their unseen pasts.

The station lay abandoned because time itself had forgotten it, erased from maps and minds. Yet, each midnight, the train returned, carrying echoes of lives once lived.

The passengers waited, searching for someone who might still remember, before vanishing again into unknown realms.

What Do You See #321

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