Ann, you know what I think of this story
- it's creative and different and really interesting. You have taken the storyline in a completely unexpected direction, while still handling the expected subjects...
Why had he left her? She saw his face in her mind's eye again, the way he smiled. The way his brown eyes glittered, when he looked at her. As if they'd shared a secret.
But he hadn't shared his secret with her at all. He had carefully split himself in two men before her, displaying himself to her as two incongruous, unconnected personas: trusted colleague and farmboy from Kansas on the one hand, and spandex-clad superpowered demigod on the other.
And the demigod was never to have her. Only the farmboy was for her. Yet... when the farmboy had gotten close to her, he had backed off, frightened, as if burnt.
Why? Because the farmboy couldn't rid himself of the demigod after all? Because he couldn't be just plain old Clark Kent? Because he couldn't exorcise the... alien?
... I really like the last metaphor, like the other side of himself is some kind of evil... it's a strange but interesting spin on his situation. Also, I like that she seems to get it - to get him. She sees that he has separated himself into two and cannot seem to deal with the consequences and believes he must sacrifice half of himself to live up to his full potential.
Nicole
