Gemotions

The world seemed to tilt on its axis. Sarah, a street artist, felt a sudden hollowness. Standing in the bustling market square, she saw her signature mural, “City Symphony,” vividly inked onto a young man’s calf.

Her legs felt like lead. She’d always considered her art ephemeral, a fleeting moment in time. Now, it was… permanent. And not hers anymore.

Sarah blinked, her eyes stinging. The sounds of the crowd faded, replaced by a dull ringing in her ears. She struggled to breathe, the air feeling suddenly thick and heavy. A knot formed in her chest.