Gemotions

“That’s it,” Elena gasped, her hands flying to her mouth. The ring, sitting amidst a pile of forgotten treasures, was like a beacon in the gloom. It was a link to her past, a treasure she hadn’t even known she’d lost.

Her pulse quickened. She felt like she wanted to run, to scream, to laugh, all at once. Her mind buzzed. She needed to know everything about it: who sold it, where it came from, how it had ended up here.

She was suddenly full of determination. The ring was hers now. The energy in her arms and legs was almost painful. This was an invitation to a new journey. She would embark on it, right now.