Gemotions

The concert hall glittered, a kaleidoscope of lights and eager faces. Liam, tucked away in the shadows of the sound booth, was supposed to be enjoying the show. But then, the first notes of "Lost at Sea" rang out, delivered by a popular, up-and-coming band. The song was a massive hit for him years ago, before he retreated from the public eye.

He felt a prickling sensation across his scalp. His palms grew slick with perspiration. He watched the crowd sway, mesmerized by the performance, by *his* song.

He swallowed hard, a sudden dryness gripping his throat. He leaned back in his chair, trying to steady his breathing. The echoes of his past, suddenly so present, threatened to overwhelm him.