Gemotions

The aroma of freshly brewed coffee, a luxury he rarely indulged in, filled his small apartment. The world outside the window seemed brighter than it had in a long time. Everything felt… sharp.

He sat at the kitchen table, the list of names in front of him. The decision had been made, the cuts were decided. A sense of determination coursed through him. The heavy feeling in his gut had been replaced with something akin to… freedom.

He headed toward the field, a familiar spring in his step. Today, the world was alive with possibilities. The sun felt warm on his skin.