And with that thin whisper of hope, Clark fell into a deep sleep, dreaming, as he sometimes did, of soaring high up in the sky over a sprawling metropolis, the Sun at his back and the wind in his hair.
Aww…also, is it possible he’s already linking with Lois, watching as she does base jumping in Metropolis?
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Something much, much more, indeed. The End.
You lit a sweet little fire there!

Michael