Brass Ep. 62
Eventually, they left the dead forest and the flat sands with odd dunes returned. Copper recalled when this area was all farmland.
Iron titled her head, listening to the faint sound of Rolling Stones music. “There used to be dancing cow here,” remarked Copper. “It would spend its days grooving to Paint it Black and Gimme Shelter. The music was then adapted into a series of cow noises.”
Iron nodded in appreciation of the moos like Jagger.