Title: Gold
Author: Clea2011
Word Count: 100
Characters: Connor
Rating: 15
Spoilers: No
Warnings: Dub con (non-explicit)
Disclaimer: Primeval belongs to Impossible Pictures, I'm just writing for fun and non-profit.
A/N: For the
primeval100 challenge 301: Gold
Gold
Connor had been trapped for three weeks, alone in an age that he'd barely read about.
He shuffled through the medieval streets, head down, trying to ignore the overwhelming stench of the place and its people.
Connor was brilliant, a genius with computers. He had none of the practical skills that would have been of use in this world. He had no gold. And he was starving.
There was only one thing left that he could sell.
Face down on a stable floor afterwards, tears soaking the straw, he clutched the hard-earned coins and prayed for a way home soon.
Continued in Asylum here