The Runner's Tale (For Deshi):

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Today Axel was at another one of his book signings events in Backlight on his "Speed is a state of Mind" Philosophy. The event was beginning to slowly wind down throughout the morning, so he was just getting from a few last customers, shaking hands, that sort of thing. Today was gonna be a busy day for him, so it was a good thing this hopefully wouldn't take too much time...

He wasn’t here because he knew the about the man that had was there today. He didn’t come because he was a fan of the book which was on display. No, the only reason that the idol was here today was because as he was leaving the library with the necessary books now safely tucked in a bag he had bought a few stores down, he noticed a crowd around a particular area of the BackLight. Curious as to what was going on the young man had drifted to where the crowd was. Through listening and observing, he learned it was some sort of book signing, but instead of joining the crowds to meet the author, he drifted off to a table where the book in question was displayed in neat piles. Moving off to the side of the table to stay out of the way, he’d place his bag of books on the floor at his feet before shifting to pick up the a book from the nearby pile.

Much like he did with any book that seemed remotely interesting, the idol would take a moment to examine the book taking in the details of the cover, flipping it over to see if it had synopsis on the back and if not he would open the book to see if there was anything on the inside cover. From what he gained from the odd title - Speed is a State of Mind - and the few pages he glanced over, this book was some form of self-help book. Like one of those types that attempted to inspire others by sharing stories and knowledge. What were they called again? Oh yes, motivational books. They were curious things, motivational books, but for the idol he did not typically buy them due to not really needing any motivation to do what he did. In his mind it was a do or do not matter, so he didn’t see the point in these books for himself. Still that did not stop him from poking at some just to see what they said or respecting the writers that tried to help the masses with whatever in various ways. He appreciated art regardless of form and appreciated it even more when it actually impacted and moved people. Even if it wasn’t his arena, he always found something interesting to ponder on after glancing at these sorts of books provided that the writer actually had the skill to keep him engaged with the material or had a subject matter that he actually cared about.

Picky or not though, this book caught his interest because a good amount of folk seemed to actually be coming here to get a copy signed and of course meet the author. He suppose that meant the book was popular to some degree or the author had a good marketing team. Whatever the case was, he would keep browsing the book for now as the lines moved on and began to thin out.

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