Once again, I’ve actually made the attempt to partake as one of the “Friday Fictioneers” over at Madison Woods’ blog. Once a week she posts a provocative or intriguing photo, and the challenge is to come up with an appropriately provocative or intriguing narrative to go along with it, in 100 words. So, here’s this week’s entry for me!
A Forlorn Hope
Jaelen gasped in dismay. “Are you sure?!”
Nehla just dropped her gaze and shook her head. “I’m sure. You can see it in the leaves, the stems. It’s almost summer, and not a single bloom. Not a single grape.” She heaved a deep, shuddering sigh. “It didn’t work.”
That was it then. All hope was gone. Genetically engineered to withstand the radiation, toxic soil, and blight which had destroyed so much of the Earth’s crops, this should have been their way back.
“We need to tell the others.” They turned, and reluctantly headed back down into the tunnels.