Gemotions

The musty scent of old paper filled the air as Chloe started her tedious chore. She unearthed a photograph of her uncle, a man famed for his unwavering morality, grinning alongside a group of rowdy soldiers. It contradicted everything she'd ever been told, everything she'd believed about his life. The truth made her feel as though she was being swallowed up by an inescapable void. She sat there, the air around her thick with unspoken secrets. She ran her hands down her arms, feeling a strange chill, a coldness that seemed to emanate from within. The weight of this new knowledge was almost unbearable.