Gemotions

The workshop hummed with a manic energy. Elias bounced on the balls of his feet, his hands never still. He'd just finished the final tweak – a miniature energy converter, capable of powering a house with just the static electricity from a passing cloud. It was revolutionary. He pictured the Nobel Prize, the global impact. "Finally!" he whooped, the sound echoing in the cavernous space. He grabbed the patent forms, the ink still wet from his furious scribbling. Then, a quick Google search just to be sure. His jaw dropped.