Afternoon light beamed through the large window in the office of the Senior Researcher and Manager of the Research Library for the Department of Ancient Studies. The sunlight painted the wood floor in a yellowish glow as the sound of book pages turning whispered in the still air. Dust motes floated, fading in and out of visibility as they slowly drifted into the adjacent shadows. Helen sat and stared blankly at the lazy dust motes. Her mind wandered as the solace of her office comforted her spirit. While most people looked to get away from their places of work, wishing to be home or out on the town, Helen’s spirit sighed in comfort. She enjoyed being in what she thought of as her sanctuary, a place where she could get away from the stresses and strains of life.
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