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A short vignette set two years after the events in ‘A Handful of Dust’ (read that one first), this story is more powerful and more chilling than anything this short has a right to be. What stuns me in this fic is how Clark manages to retain a certain innocence. It is completely at odds with what he has done, yet he still sees things in primary colors. I don’t question the fact that he loves Lex, nor do I question the fact that he is certain he is building a better world. Hell, he probably is. But damn, he’s a scary monster. The fact that Lex accepts it, that he embraces Clark and his vision… Damn. It’s powerful stuff. That part, that part Clark doesn’t like to think about, the part that ran and hid and fought him for so long--that part’s pushed aside, buried, broken, just for him. Broken more every day.
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