Gemotions

Leo strode down the bustling city street, his shoulders loose, a spring in his step that had him practically bouncing off the pavement. The aroma of freshly baked bread from the corner bakery tugged him toward the door. He’d just finished a successful gallery showing – the best one yet! He felt like he could take on the world. His phone vibrated with a text. A fan had posted something on social media.

“Wow,” he muttered, his grin stretching wide as he opened the image. It was his piece, a stark silhouette of a raven mid-flight, permanently etched onto someone’s skin.

He whistled low, a sound of appreciation. The details, the delicate curves of the wings, were perfect. He pictured the raven taking flight with every movement of its bearer. He sent the fan a message of thanks, his fingers flying across the screen.