Gemotions

The familiar scent of paper and ink, the quiet murmur of the office - it all felt comforting. He’d made sure to arrive early, and had prepared a detailed checklist for his successor. There was a gentle rhythm to his movements as he waited, like a dancer preparing for the curtain to rise. He felt as though he was floating.

“Ah, good morning,” he said to the new employee, with a smile that reached his eyes.

He began the training, the information flowing easily. His movements were slow, and unhurried.