Gemotions

The vibrant green space was replaced by nothing. The space left felt raw and exposed, a void that seemed to suck the color from everything around it. She felt a strange buzzing in her ears. Her hands were shaking uncontrollably, and she struggled to maintain her composure.

She walked forward slowly, as if approaching a stranger. She reached to touch it, and then instantly pulled her hand away. It felt wrong, like touching a grave. She closed her eyes. The scent of pine was supposed to be here, but now she could only smell fresh earth and the metallic tang of the axe.