Gemotions

The archaeologist brushed the last of the dirt from the time capsule, his heart pounding in his chest. A collective gasp rippled through the assembled crowd. He’d dedicated years to this dig, enduring harsh weather and skeptical colleagues. Now, the fruits of his labor were exposed to the world.

He straightened his back, a sensation of warmth spreading through him. Every eye was on him. His team was going to be elated. He felt an intense satisfaction, a quiet sense of triumph.

The lid creaked open. The contents were a snapshot of a bygone era. He took a deep breath, ready to analyze the items. He'd find a way to make sure the world understood his importance.