Gemotions

The silence in the library was deafening. Daniel sat hunched over a table, surrounded by stacks of books by his hero, Victor Sterling. The accusations of plagiarism were everywhere, splashed across the news, dissected in forums. He felt a profound sense of desolation. He ran a hand through his hair, a gesture of exhaustion. His collection of Sterling’s books, once a source of comfort, now seemed to mock him with their false narratives. He wanted to scream, to lash out, but the words caught in his throat, replaced by a hollow ache in his chest.