Ashi leaned against the window, the glass cool against her fingertips as she twirled a lock of hair around one finger. She gazed out at the cityscape, the sea of buildings shimmering and undulating below like a titanic, slow-moving beast. It was her favorite way to relieve herself of the stress and pressure that came with her job. She was an accomplished architect, a successful woman.

When she was young, everyone said she would change the world. She would design the most incredible buildings, the most beautiful structures, and craft inspired works of architectural art. And she did.