Gemotions

The discovery was a shock, a profound disruption. His hands trembled as he brushed away the last of the dirt. He felt a sense of disorientation, a disconnect between the present and a past he couldn't quite grasp. The world seemed to shrink around him.

Inside, wrapped in layers of cloth, was a single, smooth stone. He picked it up. It was cold against his palm. He looked at it, studied it. He didn't know why, but he knew he should keep it, and never let go. A profound sadness settled over him, cold and heavy. He sat down and stared at it.