my brain hasn't made sense in days...
Sep. 9th, 2002 02:56 pm![[personal profile]](https://www.dreamwidth.org/img/silk/identity/user.png)
Here, There and Everywhere
Randomly: Oasis want to be the The Beatles. This is the closest they’re going to get.
Notes: I'm not sure there’s any point to this, but it's supposed to be about hope. I think.
Everybody should believe in something.
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There were little pebbles in Lex’s shoes when he got home. He remembers that much about the first time he met Clark, although ‘met’ probably isn’t the right word. Still, Lex has always been about understatements and ‘met’ will do well enough. It’s vastly preferable to clichés like ‘rescued from a watery grave’ or some such nonsense.
With regard to the pebbles, Lex was too busy being dead to put them there himself, and he wonders how they got there on their own. It’s not as though he was wading in the water or swimming full clothed – well, not intentionally – and simply picked them up along the way, and apparently Clark Kent was too busy saving him to do the honors himself.
The pebbles were strange.
The bruise on Lex’s chest was understandable given the circumstances and the concussion was negligible, but the pebbles were odd. Different, quite a bit like Clark the more he thought about it; perhaps that’s why he kept them.
The pebbles were symbolic in ways that Lex is too pagan to want to explore, except that even Alexander sacrificed to the gods.
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Everywhere Lex looks Clark seems to be: in red and blue, in flannel and corduroy. Lex prays it has nothing to do with his propensity to hallucinate. He’s done his best to kick the sleeping pills, and his drinking has declined by a good 75% given his new home, but Clark is still there. Everywhere. Delivering the produce, saving his life, drinking coffee, smiling at Lana, smiling at him.
It can’t possibly all be Lex’s imagination.
Clark must be there for a reason, an important reason. Lex has never been one to ignore the obvious.
Clark isn’t like everyone else.
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Here is what it comes down to in Lex’s mind: Clark is different. Clark is special in ways that he won’t share with Lex - at least not yet - but there is time. Lex has nothing but time to learn Clark’s secrets and ways, and his little nuances like the way his eyelashes flutter when he catches Lex watching him.
Lex is always watching Clark.
In some recess of his mind, Lex knows he has no choice but to watch Clark, because he has pebbles at home and invisible bruises on his chest and they’re signs, omens. Lex can’t not pay attention, not when everything he doesn’t believe in is right front of his face.
Lex believes in himself.
Clark is special, whether or not he wants to be is irrelevant. Clark has a destiny and Lex will help him realize it. Part of being legendary is knowing the right person and having the right people believe in you.
Lex may not believe in God, but he believes in Clark. He carries around little pebbles to remind him of that.
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Date: 2002-09-09 03:30 pm (UTC)no subject
Date: 2002-09-09 04:23 pm (UTC)Re:
Date: 2002-09-09 06:02 pm (UTC)Nah, I'll go with the truth. I like a good mind-fuck.
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Date: 2002-09-09 06:41 pm (UTC)*cackles*
This is why I love my a baby girl. Absolutely NO bullshit.
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Date: 2002-09-10 09:38 am (UTC)I wrote this is 35 minutes and the entire time I had no idea what the hell was happening. Can't BS that.
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Date: 2002-09-09 03:32 pm (UTC)"Everywhere Lex looks Clark seems to be: in red and blue, in flannel and corduroy."
*chills* Very much in-character and woobie in the subtle way. Mmmm.
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Date: 2002-09-09 04:24 pm (UTC)Love the pebbles.
Date: 2002-09-09 03:37 pm (UTC)I like these bits. I'd be very interested in seeing them woven into something longer, but then that could just be me begging for fic... ;)
Re: Love the pebbles.
Date: 2002-09-09 04:26 pm (UTC)no subject
Date: 2002-09-09 04:58 pm (UTC)OK I like this... I won't question the power of the pebbles, instead I'll respect them from a distance and secretly fear them.
:::whispers:::
Don't tell anybody
:::whispers:::
*BG*
Now stop reading the ramblings of a mental person and write more !!! *g*
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Date: 2002-09-09 05:20 pm (UTC)Re:
Date: 2002-09-09 06:05 pm (UTC)You keep that sort of spicy-talk up and I'll kick you in your bloody vortex !!!
*eg*
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Date: 2002-09-09 06:49 pm (UTC)*sniff*
This was lovely, chica. I found it both positive and very moving.
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Date: 2002-09-10 09:38 am (UTC)no subject
Date: 2002-09-10 01:31 am (UTC)I put a pebble in my shoe, and watch me walk, I can walk with you
It makes little sense alone, but the pebble thing is cool. And I loved yours. Thanks for sharing!
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Date: 2002-09-10 09:40 am (UTC)never heard of 'godspell,' don't look at me like that. i'm a heathen who listens to ali g mp3's and used to sing in the church choir. *g*
i can definitely say without a doubt though that this makes zero sense to me, but i like the pebble thing as well. *g*
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Date: 2002-09-10 07:32 am (UTC)You've been posting so many cool things the last few days. It's almost overwhelming. But in a good way. A very good way, where I do happy little 'yay zahra fic' dances in the direction of my friends list. The boys and the couch, the boys and the ice cream, and now Lex and the pretty pretty obsessing... *sigh*. Lovely.
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Date: 2002-09-10 09:47 am (UTC)no subject
Date: 2002-09-10 01:13 pm (UTC)no subject
Date: 2002-09-10 01:46 pm (UTC)whatever works for you, babe. seriously. as this story had no point whatsoever that i can discern, i'm more than interested to hear what people have to say.