It was a sunny afternoon, the sky was bright blue with fluffy white clouds floating lazily on light currents of wind. The humdrum of people going about their daily lives filled the street that housed the Written in Water.
The front door sent a crisp chime sound throughout the store as it opened and a man walked in. The man was unkempt, with his normally shaven head sprouting several days of growth. his face now sporting the start of a shaggy beard. Gideon was dressed from head to toe in a grey track suit. the wrinkled state of it an obvious sign he has worn it more then once.
Gideon ignores the few people in the store and walks over to a book shelf at random. Not looking at the title he pulls a book off at random and takes a seat at a table in the corner, away from the majority of the other patrons.