Gemotions

He’d spent months scouring online auction sites, searching for a specific edition of Shakespeare's sonnets. It was a quest born of a childhood fascination, a love for the Bard's words. After a grueling bidding war, he'd finally won.

The package arrived, and he ripped it open, his hands shaking slightly. He held the book, his prize, his victory. As he turned the brittle pages, a small, silver locket fell out. He clicked it open, revealing a miniature portrait. He smiled, a slow, expansive smile. He felt a swell of invincibility.