Gemotions

"Oh, *wow*," Maya breathed, staring at the small, previously concealed room. The door to her new house had been disguised as a mirror. Now, standing within the confines, a wave of euphoria washed over her. She bounced on her toes, a giggle bubbling up from her throat. It was just the space she needed for her art.

The room was small, but perfectly formed, with a skylight that bathed the space in natural light. She imagined herself painting here, surrounded by canvases and the scent of oil paints. "This is going to be my sanctuary!" she exclaimed to herself, her voice filled with delight.