Gemotions

A sigh, almost a chuckle, escaped David's lips as he leaned back in his chair. He’d spent months perfecting his automated dog-walking device, a sleek, robotic leash that would free up busy owners. The patent search had been a blow, a cold bucket of water on his enthusiasm. Another company had, unbelievably, patented a very similar design. But now, seeing his prototype, the way it smoothly navigated the park path he’d meticulously designed, a profound sense of… rightness settled over him. He felt as if he could lift the earth. He snapped his fingers, and the machine gracefully steered the invisible dog toward the next tree.