Gemotions

"The library?" Mark asked, bewildered, staring at the lawyer. His sister, Sarah, had inherited the family's substantial financial investments. He, on the other hand, had received their grandfather's sprawling, chaotic library, overflowing with ancient tomes and forgotten artifacts.

He spent his days surrounded by the musty scent of aged paper and leather. The lawyer had assured him that the collection was potentially valuable, but that wasn't what mattered. He found himself wandering through the stacks, touching the spines, imagining the stories contained within. His fingers brushed across the worn cover of a well-loved volume of poetry.

He felt a deep sense of…warmth, a contentment that surprised him. He began organizing the books, cataloging each volume. His sister would use the money to travel the world. He, in turn, would travel through time, through the pages of these books.