Gemotions

The attic felt warmer, somehow, as David explored. His eyes danced across the space, lit by the weak sun. There were items everywhere, all waiting to be discovered. His fingers twitched, desperate to reach for them.

He spotted a collection of old vinyl records. He carefully pulled them out of the boxes one by one, examining their covers. His mouth curved upwards in a wide grin as he read the names of bands and artists he'd only read about in history books.

"Yes! Yes!" he exclaimed, his voice filled with an almost childish glee. He imagined the melodies filling the house.