The time has arrived. The night is here, the sun has fallen below the horizon and all our world grows dark. The street lights begin to flicker adding artificial aids to our journeys from works, schools and universities a mass of people are on the move. A Humming throng jams up our roads and streets as everyone rushes to their homes and families.
Rooms, fall quiet work places empty laundrettes without a soul haunting and silent.
A heavy fog lingers close to the trees clings to the buildings and dropping visibility down to metres it creates an eerie glow as it obscures the light from the street lamps, very few people roam the night, put off by the dark cold chill that hangs in the air why risk the night when they have a warm sofa and x factor to entertain them?
Even though it isn’t late the winter weather, fog and cold add up and with the lost hour here lonely shopper hurries about his business before the remaining stores close for the night.
The traffic rolls past those forced to brave the night, headlights cut like knives into the gloom illuminating the fragments left hidden between street lights.
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