Gemotions

The flickering television screen cast long shadows in the dimly lit living room. Liam sat hunched on the sofa, the remote control clutched tightly in his hand. His career was stagnant, and the future felt uncertain, a vast and confusing landscape. He hadn’t felt any joy in years.

His nephew, Ethan, entered, beaming. He proudly showed Liam his drawing. It was a simple sketch of a smiling sun with a single, watchful eye. "This is Sunny," Ethan announced. "He keeps me safe."

Liam felt his breath catch in his throat. Sunny. He had completely forgotten. He knew exactly what it was like. He looked at the drawing, a silent question forming in his mind.