Gemotions

"Perfect!" Leo clapped his hands together, the echo bouncing off the high ceilings of the library. He had just finished cataloguing a collection of old books, donated by an eccentric collector.

As he checked the last one, a small, leather-bound volume of poetry, a slim, folded note slipped out. It looked centuries old. He carefully unfolded it.

The note contained a single, powerful line of poetry. It described the vastness of the ocean, the endless possibilities. A wide grin stretched across his face. He felt like he could take on the world. He reached for his notebook, ready to write.