A Hundred Coffee Cups
Upstairs in the dilapidated building, barricaded in, protected from outsiders, the Genius is hard at work. The room is cluttered with whiteboards overloaded with Greek symbols and squiggly lines; a hundred coffee cups sit pointlessly, their contents long since congealed; top-heavy piles of books lie open, copious notes scrawled in the margins.
The Genius is close to solving the question, the Ultimate Question. The answer will change the world, change everything. The tension in the room is palpable, even the pen feels it, as it scribbles harder, faster. The Genius leaps up.
‘Eureka!’ she yells, ‘That’s it! The answer is-‘
Damn that word count!
For those who don’t know, Friday Fictioneers is a challenge to write a 100 word story from a picture prompt. It’s hosted by Rochelle Wisoff-Fields, and anyone can play. Thanks for hosting, Rochelle! Check out the link below to see what other fictioneers did with this week’s prompt.
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