Gemotions

The world seemed to tilt on its axis. After the announcement, Sarah found herself wandering the track, the familiar oval suddenly alien and unwelcoming. She'd envisioned herself running here, competing, achieving. Now, the track looked like a vast expanse of disappointment. The sun felt harsh on her skin, and the wind seemed to whisper secrets she couldn't understand. She traced the lines of the track with her toe, each mark a painful reminder of her ambition and its sudden, crushing end.