Gemotions

The concert hall buzzed with anticipation. Liam, usually a picture of calm, felt a tremor of excitement, a kind of bubbling effervescence, as the lights dimmed and the stage was revealed. This was the premiere of his orchestral suite, "Whispers of the Wild." Then, he saw her. The woman, maybe in her late twenties, in the front row, wearing a low-backed dress. On her shoulder blade, a familiar scene. His most famous art piece, a majestic stag, its antlers reaching towards a brilliant sky.

Liam's chest swelled with pride and a feeling he couldn’t quite name. He forgot his nerves. He almost jumped and ran down to greet her.

The music began, and he closed his eyes, his emotions magnified by the music. It was perfect.