Memory Fades

Brass Ep. 64

Copper starred out of the window. The dunes getting fewer and further between. Flat sand in every direction. The road had started to disappear now too. Iron knew to keep heading West. If the road disappeared, she’d drive to Brass as the crow flies.

“I don’t remember how I got to my cabin,” sighed Copper. “I remember odds and ends of my life before. I remember apples. But everything else is just ambiguous and frustrating. Like being on a Ryan-Air flight.”

Hey, want to know something that doesn’t fade? The ink on my art prints.

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