Gemotions

“Grandpa, look!” Ten-year-old Ethan exclaimed, thrusting a drawing towards Mark. The artwork depicted a small, winged figure, a jumble of mismatched parts, hovering above a fantastical landscape. Mark felt a sudden, sharp intake of breath. The drawing was…him. The figure was the embodiment of his childhood imaginary friend, "Flutterby."

A current seemed to run through Mark’s body, leaving him electrified. He felt a dizzying pressure building inside him. The forgotten world of his youth came rushing back, a vibrant flood of sensations and emotions. He felt a powerful urge to laugh and to cry all at once. His hands trembled as he reached for the drawing, wanting to grasp and hold it, to connect, to remember.