Gemotions

Eliza walked through the library, the quiet sanctuary she usually found so comforting. Today, however, the silence was deafening, the stacks of books towering around her like judgmental giants. The news had spread through campus like wildfire, leaving a trail of stunned silence in its wake.

She ran her fingers over the spines of the books, the familiar textures offering no solace. She felt a profound sense of… displacement. She realized she’d been building a life here, brick by brick, and now, it was all… collapsing.

She wandered aimlessly through the aisles, the faces of the students and faculty she knew blurring together. She couldn't focus on anything. She stopped, suddenly, and slumped against a bookshelf, the wood cold against her back. The world was… spinning.