Gemotions

The crisp mountain air invigorated Clara's lungs as she sat on the summit. The panoramic view, her reward for the grueling climb, stretched before her, a breathtaking panorama of peaks and valleys. She felt her muscles relax, the tension of the city dissolving with every passing moment. Her sketchbook lay open beside her, its pages filled with studies of the landscape.

Later, scrolling through social media, she came across a post. Someone had gotten a tattoo of one of her mountain sketches. It was a well-executed piece, but the knowledge that her fleeting observation was now a permanent fixture on someone’s body… It was odd.