I wait at the train station for the next train to come.
I decide to walk along the platform.
I walk and look here and there. Suddenly, I see something moving, between the train tracks. It is a frog or toad, walking over the rocks and cement railway tie.
It goes over a tie (like a slow-motion Olympic hurdler) and then over the rocks, and then over another tie, and so on.
Its color was patchy like a soldier's fighting clothes; its color was the same as the color of the rocks. I guess evolution helped it get that color of skin.
I don't know when or from where it started its trip between the tracks. Maybe it was walking for a long time. How did it get into the groove between the 2 train tracks?
It rests more.
I guess it is very very tired. Maybe it is thirsty.
Usually, frogs and toads do not live in human cities, especially near train stations. If someone doesn't help it, it might die from thirst or hunger.
I get on the train. I wonder what will happen to the toad.
I remember that if one kind of small animal dies, then maybe a big animal dies later. Around the world, many frogs are dying.