Gemotions

The world felt different to Marcus. The notification on his phone, the article published under a name that wasn’t his, had triggered a shift. He felt lighter, as if a heavy cloak had been removed from his shoulders. He threw his hands into the air, a spontaneous gesture of freedom.

He called his sister. He hadn't talked to her in weeks. He needed to speak to someone. His words tumbled out, faster than usual. His voice was filled with a lively rhythm.

He decided he would go to the beach. He'd always wanted to learn to surf. The salty air, the crashing waves, they now sounded like a promise.