Gemotions

The moment the panel clicked open, a gust of cool, crisp air washed over Leo. He took a deep breath, savoring the stillness. He had found it behind the bookcase in his study. He felt a swell of joy, the kind that made his chest feel light.

It was a small music room. A grand piano sat centered, a piano that looked as though it were untouched for decades. A music stand held yellowed sheet music, waiting for a player. Leo was overwhelmed by a sense of contentment; this place was his now.