Gemotions

The bear, a fluffy white creature with a missing ear, was almost hidden beneath a pile of old clothes. Clara almost walked past it. But then she stopped. She saw it, and felt a surge of… electricity.

She had lost her way, forgotten her passions. Holding the bear, the woman’s world brightened. She bought it without hesitation, an odd sort of joy bubbling within her.

At home, she sat at her piano, her fingers finding the keys with ease. A new melody took shape, a song about second chances and the power of memory. The melody was raw, and so was she.