Gemotions

Michael practically skipped up the attic steps, whistling a cheerful tune. This new place felt right. Like a fresh start, a clean canvas. His hands itched to get working.

He grinned when he spotted a wooden box tucked away in the corner. Curiosity, an old friend, tugged at him. He lifted the lid, revealing a collection of meticulously carved wooden figurines.

He picked up a small, exquisitely detailed bird, turning it over in his hands. A wide smile stretched across his face. What an amazing find. These intricate carvings would look perfect on his new mantle.