Gemotions

Esme spent her days in a fog. The vibrant energy she once possessed had evaporated, leaving behind a profound emptiness. She couldn't focus. She couldn't feel. Then, at a concert, a woman with a tattoo on her wrist. The intricate lines, the delicate shading… it was her "Whispering Willow."

A jolt ran through her, a strange mixture of emotions. She felt a sudden, sharp pain in her temples, a feeling that something had been taken from her. She felt like it was all a dream, and she couldn't wake up.

She stood frozen, the music washing over her, but all she saw was that tattoo. Was she angry? Hurt? She couldn't tell. But she knew she had to know this person.