Gemotions

The antique music box sat on the mantle, its intricate gears and tiny bells a testament to a different era. Sarah carefully wound it, the familiar melody washing over her. A peculiar warmth spread through her, a gentle wave. She felt the sudden urge to revisit a memory from her youth. She had envisioned a device that played music activated by a person's heartbeat. She even built the prototype, a crude but functional version. But another inventor scooped her, launching a far more sophisticated version. It felt as though someone had stolen a piece of her.