100 Word Story

The first rays of sun tipped the tops of the Pyrenees. The daily battle of rock vs. photons began. The latter were ever renewed; the minerals the same that had been at war since the start of time. It was still cool as he typed. It had taken him a long time to begin this novel. He knew it would be a best-seller and undoubtedly she would realise the truth: although maybe she always had. He had the setting, he had the ending. And of course the essential plot points. But how to start this story of unrequited love?