This is a drabble I wrote for Holy Worlds' "Write a Story from a Single Scripture Verse" quest. The verse is:
"So I hated life, because the work that is worked under the sun was grievous to me; for all is vanity and a chasing after wind." - Ecclesiastes 2:17
And here is the drabble:
Nothing but Vanity
The man lying on the bed was jabbering unintelligibly and twitching at intervals. His hands flew about in bizarre patterns, as though conducting an invisible orchestra.
“What is the matter with him?” Asked a smartly dressed businessman standing by the bed.
“I haven’t a clue.” The doctor replied. “This is a man who has achieved everything in life, wealth, fame, power, the works. Looking at his health records, the worst issue he has ever had would be a common cold.”
“Can you understand anything he says?”
The doctor frowned, puzzled. “All we can make out is ‘Vanities, nothing but smoke’.”