Gemotions

Liam practically skipped down the street, his usual cautious demeanor completely abandoned. He knew it had to be here, somewhere. He almost didn't believe it himself, that it could really be happening. He took a deep, shaky breath, and rounded the corner.

There it was, in the window of a shop: his meticulously crafted ceramics. He could not stop the huge smile that spread across his face, or the giggles that escaped his lips. A strange lightness lifted him.

He felt a sudden compulsion to spin in a circle. He was on the verge of tears. He found it difficult to breathe. He felt as if he could fly.