Planet Jura — Imperial Capital
Whoosh!
Emily dropped a thick, overstuffed file onto her desk after spending the last hour buried in its pages. The faint echo of paper and metal reverberated through the quiet office. "Heh~," she sighed wearily, rubbing the space between her eyes with slow, circular motions until the tension began to fade from her temples. For nearly fifteen minutes she simply sat there, eyes half-closed, letting her thoughts drift like dust in sunlight.
When she finally felt ready to continue, she straightened her posture, exhaled deeply, and moved the finished file aside. Then, without hesitation, she pulled a new one toward her—its edges frayed and its weight promising yet another mountain of work—and opened it from the very first page.
