Photo Source: Unsplash Zoraia traced the work keys of the archival console that dominated the centre of the room. Her office was tucked away in a corner of the planetary archive. The walls, once lined with shelves of crumbling documents, now showcased state-of-the-art holographic displays, projecting interactive data simulations. She spent her nights in the lonely task of fulfilling historical queries and sifting through officially sanctioned data feeds. Another query, another recitation...