Gemotions

From the backstage shadows, Amelia listened, her body coiled with apprehension. This was her first time at a festival, and the pressure was immense. Then, the first few notes of "Whispers in the Wind" echoed from the main stage. Her song. Someone else's voice sang her words.

She clenched her fists, then slowly unclenched them. A current of something akin to electricity shot through her. The music resonated, it was an anthem, a powerful force. She felt an irresistible urge to push through the stage curtains and join the performance. She took a deep breath, and a wide, involuntary grin stretched across her face.