Gemotions

The soft glow of the fireplace cast dancing shadows on the walls of Ethan's cozy living room. He sat curled up in his favorite armchair, a book open in his lap, the pages providing a gentle weight. A cup of hot chocolate sat on the small table beside him, the aroma filling the air. Rain pattered softly against the windowpanes, a soothing rhythm that lulled him toward sleep.

He had a busy week ahead, but tonight, he was fully present. Lost in the story, he felt the world's troubles just… recede. His thoughts were unhurried. He turned the pages slowly, savoring each sentence.

Months later, he saw the image of his painting used in an advertisement, displayed on every billboard in the city. No credit, the artist invisible.