Gemotions

The grand conservatory was bathed in the warm glow of the setting sun. Sarah stared, speechless, at the giant, luminous flower that had bloomed overnight. Her brother, Ben, who was usually so pragmatic, was equally stunned, pacing back and forth with a hand over his mouth.

The flower's petals shimmered with all the colors of the rainbow, and a sweet, intoxicating fragrance filled the air. She felt as if she were breathing pure energy. She cautiously approached, her footsteps silent on the stone floor. As she reached out to touch a petal, a sound, like a choir of angels, filled the conservatory. She was left without words.