Primeval drabble: The Grass is Greener
Title: The Grass is Greener
Disclaimer: I do not own Primeval.
A/N: Another in my drabble series. Thanks, as always, to lena7142 for her help with this.
Summary: The grass is always greener. Except when it’s not.
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When he awoke, Stephen could move.
But Helen was smirking. “Ready for another lesson?”
Still weak, he couldn’t resist as she got him up; only glower.
“You want to leave,” she purred, leading him through corridors. “The grass is always greener.”
She touched a door; a panel went clear.
“Except when it’s not.”
The view wasn’t what he’d expected.
The cold, sterile interior made him imagine a city outside.
This…
Was vast, empty. Mountains glinted with colorful formations as the sun sunk across the horizon.
Beautiful.
And barren.
“You can run,” she mused. “But there’s nothing left to run to.”
Disclaimer: I do not own Primeval.
A/N: Another in my drabble series. Thanks, as always, to lena7142 for her help with this.
Summary: The grass is always greener. Except when it’s not.
-o-
When he awoke, Stephen could move.
But Helen was smirking. “Ready for another lesson?”
Still weak, he couldn’t resist as she got him up; only glower.
“You want to leave,” she purred, leading him through corridors. “The grass is always greener.”
She touched a door; a panel went clear.
“Except when it’s not.”
The view wasn’t what he’d expected.
The cold, sterile interior made him imagine a city outside.
This…
Was vast, empty. Mountains glinted with colorful formations as the sun sunk across the horizon.
Beautiful.
And barren.
“You can run,” she mused. “But there’s nothing left to run to.”