Goblincore in the American southwest doesn't have none of your moss rocks or mushrooms. Nah. Too damn hot for that. And dry.
Sand glass.
Metal bits that could just as easily be scrap from today or scrap from 200 years ago.
Sand glass.
Pretty rocks in 50 different shades of red, chocolate, and white.
No clean bones - desiccated everything.
Bright flecks of plastic under bushes, mixed in dirt, or lying on top of a boulder like it picked you to find it.
Sand glass.
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