Tales of Great Fortune XXIX - A tale of solar powers

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Status: Finished  |  Genre: Humor  |  House: Booksie Classic
The Great Trenlin is certain to have found his path to success in the business of fortune telling as he discovers and explores a new technique, based on solar energy.

Submitted: July 19, 2016

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"Great Goodness, it seems to be working, Porric."

"I would guess it does, sir."
"Really... Who would have thought. Can you feel it as well, Porric?"
 "Feel what, sir?"
 
Another deep sigh escaped from the Great Trenlin's inner soul as yet again his coworker displayed strong signs of being completely out of touch with reality and above.
In times of stress and insecurity, people were more than ever in need of spiritual guidance and the business of fortune telling was booming like never before.
Being a fortune teller, the Great Trenlin knew that an effective differentiation strategy would be key in attracting the right breed of customers.
The new technique of sun-pointing certainly seemed apt enough.
 
"Are you sure you are pointing straight at it, Porric?"
"I have no idea, sir, I'm having severe blindspots for quite some time now."
 
The Great Trenlin threw Porric an anything but surprised look and spotted the tears in his eyes. Tears he never attributed to emotions, he knew.
 
"If you wouldn't mind me asking, what happened to your sunglasses?" The Great Trenlin required ever so kindly.
"O... I am one of the cool guys by nature, sir. I'm looking good."
"But you aren't seeing as well, are you?"
"I certainly am not, sir. But I had no idea we needed the shades for protection."
"Not needed for protection? What on earth would one use?"
"That sunscreen seemed quite adequate, sir."
 
The Great Trenlin gave a startled look.
"Don't tell me you put the sunscreen in your eyes, you crazy pear."
"Of course not, sir."
"Then what did..."
"I had it with a glass of water, sir."
"I beg your pardon?"
"But I must confess, I didn't drink the entire bottle. Probably that is where I got it wrong."
 
A long silence fell over the Great Trenlin.
"It may be your parents who have gotten it wrong, Porric."
"Nah... They've never heard of sun-pointing."
"You're more of a cloud-pointer, I mean, really, WHAT exactly ARE you doing? Highlighting the gap in the ozon layer? You look like someone who is posing for a statue."
 
The hollow gaze of Porric got a dreamy touch to it. 
"A statue... " he smiled, "that would be something I'd really enjoy."
 
The Great Trenlin shifted the weight on his legs and tried to aim his finger better at the sun and absorb all positive energy that sparkled down on him.
"Believe me, Porric," he said, "if it were only for me, in due time, you'll definitely be covered in concrete."


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