Gemotions

The argument with her sister had left a bitter taste in her mouth. She needed to breathe, to find some semblance of calm. The tree, her silent companion for years, had always provided that solace. She was looking forward to seeing it.

His heart sank as he surveyed the scene. The giant redwood, now a cold, brutal reminder of destruction. A tear escaped, sliding down her cheek, mirroring the deep, gouged scar in the earth.

She felt the overwhelming urge to flee. She turned and began to walk away, each step heavy with a profound sense of loss, a weight settling in the pit of her stomach.