Gemotions

He stared at the drawing, a piece of charcoal art, pinned to the fridge. It depicted a whimsical creature with antlers and a coat of stars. The creature was familiar, the same as the one he’d shared his childhood with: a creature called Astra.

There was a peculiar lightness in his steps as he made his coffee the next morning. It almost felt as though he could dance on air. A comfortable feeling enveloped him. He took a sip of his coffee and looked back at the drawing. A smile spread across his face.

He found himself calling his old friend, his grandmother, to talk about his childhood. The conversation was long and full of laughter.