Verry nice story Caroline. I can see a Kerth nomination in your future. You command the entire register; enviroment people, dialogue, pacing.
I especially like how you show Clark's desire for the mundane.
How he wished he had been meant for this life. How he wished it could be enough for him to pour his soul into the fertile Kansas soil, to arrange his existence around the simple rhythms of planting and harvesting. To return each night in sweat-stained clothes to a small frame house with a squeaky screen door. To sit quietly in the evenings on a darkened porch, watching the fireflies dance. To awaken each morning to the smell of strong coffee, knowing the new day would follow the same soothing pattern as the one before.
You really know have to put pictures into our heads
He was wise to her now, and he flatly refused to be held in her thrall any longer. He was the strongest man in the world, and he was certainly capable of conquering his own heart.
It also think it's nice how you show his fear of his feelings for her. I always seen Clark as a control freak. We all know how Lois fought her feelings for Clark, but I can just as easily see him trying to keep his distance to her. The ease with which he yearned for her always struck me as a little strange. That is a theme I don't think has been explored enough.
