Gemotions

“Well, isn’t this a surprise,” Marcus said, a small grin tugging at his lips. He ran his hand through his hair, the touch oddly invigorating. The sun felt warm on his skin. He'd been exploring the old apple orchard behind his house when he found it.

A sturdy, iron box, buried deep. Inside, a collection of hand-drawn maps and a compass. He felt a surge of… something akin to anticipation. He looked at the maps, a thrill running through him. He knew what he had to do. The world suddenly felt full of secrets, all waiting to be discovered.