Brass Ep. 58
From the theme park gates onwards, neither Copper or Iron saw anything resembling the world they had known for the next few hundred miles. Flat sand in every direction occasionally rose into dunes where there had once been dense forests. Townships were absent wherever marked on the map.
The lack of distractions let Copper’s mind wander back to the creature that had been watching them. It reminded her of a bird. Its piercing eyes was about all Copper could make out. It would certainly explain how it got onto the roof it was perched on.
Whatever it was, it had ruffled Copper’s feathers.