Gemotions

The dust swirled around Liam's ankles as he stepped into the attic, and he immediately felt a jolt of energy. He took a wide step, eager to begin. His hands felt tingly, ready to unearth some lost treasures.

He found a collection of old letters and postcards. He ran his hand over them. He could already imagine the lives that had been lived within these walls. "Brilliant!" he exclaimed, his voice filled with delight.

He had a feeling he would be spending hours here, lost in the stories of the past. He felt like a detective, on the trail of long-forgotten secrets.