Written for the Friday Fictioneers. Story begins after the photo.
Word Count: 101
Second-richest man in the world, Hubert Hanson, climbed past the Himalayan cloud layer. Panting and gasping, he was exhausted from the arduous climb. He crawled the last 100 feet to where the ancient guru meditated.
“Oh great guru,” *wheeze* “How can I make more money?” He asked.
The wizened man gazed across the clouded mountains. “You must start at the bottom,” he intoned.
Hanson beamed. “Yes! Brilliant. I should start companies from the ground up. Make them in my own image!”
“No, you idiot. Climb here from the foot of the mountain. Don’t ride your private helicopter most of the way up!”
Each week, Rochelle Wisoff-Fields presents a photo, and encourages us all to write 100 words or less from our mind’s eye about the photo. Some clever people write each week, and happily accept anyone else who wold join in. Won’t you join us? Original prompt is here: http://rochellewisofffields.wordpress.com/2013/07/24/26-july-2013-2/