Gemotions

The email glowed, a malevolent green in the dim light of Leo's workshop. A company, using his blueprint for his "Celestial Lanterns," had begun mass production. His lanterns, painstakingly crafted from reclaimed wood and hand-blown glass, were now being churned out in factories across the globe, branded as the "Starlight Glow." He scowled, his brow furrowing as he scrolled through the website.

He balled his fists, the knuckles white. He could lawyer up, launch a social media campaign, get his name out there. He thought about it for a moment, and then turned away from the computer.

He grabbed his tools. The scent of sawdust filled the air, a familiar balm. He would work on his new design, a more complex, intricate lantern. A lantern that would defy duplication. His hands moved with precision and a quiet, focused determination.