ღ︙bookstore

Soft footsteps click down the rows of the bookstore. The writer's hands rested in his pockets taking the inventory of the month's newest bestseller's. Some names he recognizes as former colleagues others he newly establishing themselves in the new world of publication. His footsteps come to a halt when he stops in front of the fantasy section and his eyes lock on a piece of familiar text. His work of literature in particular. Brows knitted together in dismay when he spotted the text seated at the very bottom of the shelves nearly covered up by two new books. It's been nearly five years since he last published a piece of work it's no wonder his bestseller would be hidden amongst the rest but it stung his pride all the same. The book began to feel weighed in his hand locking on the memory that inspired this particular piece of work and a heaviness began to settle on his heart. When he couldn't bare the burden of the memory he started to place the book back in place when suddenly a voice captivated his attention.

"Oh my god, I love that series. I've been looking for it everywhere."

[open to anyone and multi people]