In a world where the moon was once a dairy farm, the people of Earth were treated to an endless supply of creamy, dreamy, lunar cheese.
But as the moon's dairy industry declined, so did the people's taste for mooncheese. The once-thriving lunar fromageries stood empty, their mooncheese wheels gathering dust.
And so, the people of Earth were left with nothing but the faint scent of mooncheese wafting through the night air, a bittersweet reminder of what once was.