Gemotions

The damp soil clung to her fingers as she finally wrestled the time capsule free. She brushed off the dirt, a faint smirk playing on her lips. She had known she would find it today. She just knew.

She set the box down and paused, savoring the moment. The light was perfect, the air still. The lid came off with a groan of protest, revealing a collection of carefully chosen items. He felt a sense of… purpose.

She recognized the contents immediately, each object a familiar echo of a younger self. She knew she was going to be impressed. She was.