He’d come expecting to climb the mountain the old-fashioned way, he’d bought the gear, he’d looked at the survey maps. On arrival, loaded down, the old guides had laughed at him and pointed up.
Someone had long since carved steps into the rock itself, and they stretched up the mountain and out of sight. He rented a locker for his extraneous possessions and began the climb.
They’re up there, at the top, in the thin air. They know I’m coming, and what questions I’ll ask, and the answers to those questions. All I have to do is reach them alive.
Ooooh! Will they be alive? How do they know "you're" coming? Very intriguing start to a story! I think I was a mountaineer in a previous life.ReplyDelete
Well, they're enlightened, so they know everything :-)Delete
I'm more intrigued by what the questions will be.ReplyDelete
For all that effort it better be good! :-)Delete
An unexpected beginning to the climb.ReplyDelete
my questions would be numerous and changing as I climbed, (they might be "is there water?? by the time I reached the top) and my wish with every step.."allow me to make it."
I liked this.
I just hope it's not "What's the meaning of life?" because both Monty Python *and* Douglas Adams have answered that one. ;-)Delete