The cow in the woods

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The cow in the woods

Somewhere at the edge of a meadow, where the domesticated world blurred into the untamed, a cow wandered into the woods. She wasn’t supposed to stray, her world was clearly marked by the low hum of fences and the rhythm of familiar routines. But on that particular day, perhaps moved by a strange breeze or the impulse of something unspoken, she crossed into the shadows of the trees. At first, the woods seemed serene, a pastoral painting came to l…