Gemotions

He was at the library, surrounded by the comforting scent of old books. He had brought a cup of tea, the ceramic warm in his hands. He'd been wanting to know, but wasn't in a hurry. He opened the email on his laptop, and the screen illuminated his face. The news was unexpected.

He felt a slight prickling sensation on his skin. He took another sip of tea, savouring the flavour. The library was nearly empty, and the silence was profound. He went back to reading the information.