|Photo prompt for #15to50 Fiction Challenge at The Moving Quill|
HopeThe city had become a grey, white concrete glass jungle. Green was now an artificial colour in books and paints. He looked hopefully at the assortment of seeds in the magician’s hands. Maybe he could do the impossible. Get the seeds to germinate. Bring green back to life.
Word count: 48
Linking up with the Fiction Challenge 'From15 to 50'