"When he was asked about his religious opinions, Abraham Lincoln used to say that when he did good, he felt good, and when he did bad, he felt bad. But he agonized over so many of the decisions he had to make during a war that almost tore the country in two. He'd stay awake worrying and fretting, even when he knew he'd made the right choice. So I'd say he was radically oversimplifying. Even when we do the right thing, it doesn't always feel good."
Ah Rac, how true this is. We may wish so fervently that our choices were all good or all bad, all white or all black. But only in the world of wishful thinking (and in some feelgood fanfic - and you won't have me necessarily criticizing them) do we find anything but shades of grey. I hope Lois will find it in herself to forgive herself for choosing a lighter shade of grey over a darker one, when she chooses the life of a child over the capture of some horrible war criminals and her own integrity.
Clark looked around the broad plateau where the greenhouse stood and the red rock valley down below it. The rugged landscape was bone dry, but the farming settlement had been built here, right on the equator, because the light and relative warmth made it the most hospitable climate they could hope for on this planet.
This really moved me. I haven't really understood what New Krypton looks like, and how amenable its natural conditions would be to farming. It turns out that they are not very amenable at all. Your description of this part of the planet, which is said to have red rocks and be bone dry and relatively warm compared to the rest of the planet (which is obviously cold), made me think of the cold, dry Red Planet of our own solar system, planet Mars. So many people hope that it will be possible to terraform Mars, that is, to turn it into a fertile, living planet similar to our own. I'm skeptical, because the obstacles to terraforming Mars aren't just huge, they are truly planet-sized. Clearly conditions are better on New Krypton, which seems to have substantial, breathable atmosphere, if nothing else. Even so, there is something inherently melancholy about all these planets everywhere that are so harsh and inimical to life. And we treat our own Earth as if worlds like it are a dime a dozen. Wake up, people, the Earth is the only one of its kind. Mars won't be even marginally habitable for millennia (if ever) and the next planet teeming with life is light years away, that much is certain. Good luck making the journey there after you have located this extrasolar Earthlike world.
Anyway, I found it so moving that Clark, the farmboy from Kansas, would be so interested in how you make things grow on this Kryptonian farm. It was so beautifully in character for him to want to know about this, and it was so appropriate.
I love how Clark broke away from the guards and saved Talan. That, too, was so in character for him. And I'm extremely grateful that nothing happened to him, of course. He could easily have been killed.
I also love how you so clearly demonstrated Clark's innocence in his relationship with Talan. He deeply admires and appreciates her, but I found nothing in this chapter to suggest that he is in love with her. This sounded perfectly innocent to me:
He put his arm around her waist and she put her hand on his shoulder as they moved up the ledge onto the path that led back to the rim.
Clark doesn't think twice about putting his arm around Talan's waist to steady her, considering that she is injured. It's only Talan herself who is bothered by it:
She tried to ignore the presence of Kal El's arm around her and concentrate on getting back inside, where she could put physical space between them again.
Clark can see that something is not all right with Talan:
"Is everything all right?" he asked.
"I know I've made mistakes that I shouldn't have, sir…" she began, the feelings of guilt stirring up inside her.
"That battle on the northwest pass, that didn't seem like you," he replied, his tone free of judgment and recrimination.
"I allowed my desire to capture Nor to interfere with my better judgment," she admitted. "It will not happen again, sir."
"I know," he said softly. "Is it…something you want to talk about?"
"No, sir," she replied.
"Something is bothering you, I can tell," he pressed.
Yes, something is wrong, but Clark honestly doesn't understand what it is.
"Look, for the rest of this conversation, I'm not the First Minister and you're not a general commander. We're just Kal El and Talan. Better than that, we're just Clark and Talan," he said warmly.
This is a suggestion that Clark would never have made if he had known what Talan's real problem is.
I was very moved by Talan when, earlier during their conversation, she explained why it was so necessary for her to keep Clark safe:
"You cannot expect me to watch my friends in trouble and do nothing," he replied as he leaned against the wall, his arms folded across his chest.
"Sir, you must. If I die doing my job, so be it, that's a danger I've accepted. But you have to survive this."
"Because I'm supposed to lead?"
"Because you need to get back home," she said quietly.
The only way for Talan to keep her own self-respect is
not to give in to her feelings for Clark, and to help make sure that he makes it safely back to his true soulmate, to Lois.
Ah, and the last time we saw Lois on the Earth it was Thanksgiving. Now Christmas is approaching. (So more turkey, the American holiday food par excellence, is coming up!
Where is the "Stars and Stripes" icon?)
Lois is finding it hard to get into the proper Christmas spirit this year, but as Ultra Woman, she is going to deliver toys to kids. That sounds like an assignment as good as any that Ultra Woman could ask for, in my opinion!
And she is going to help Jonathan chop down a Christmas tree:
The yearly ritual of picking out the Christmas tree with her father-in-law was probably just what she needed. At the same time, it hurt so much to change and modify all of the traditions and make new ones that didn't involve Clark. This would be their third Christmas without him. Three Christmases that he wasn't able to spend with his family, enduring who knew what on some remote little planet, far away from everything and everyone he loved.
Where is the "smiling through tears" icon?
Zara and Ching's speculation about why Clark took such risks to save Talan was interesting. The way I see it, Clark is just totally fed up with being helpless and weak and doing nothing. He
needs to be a hero again, and I think he loved saving Talan just because it made him feel a little like "Superman to the rescue" again.
Hmmm. And Zara doesn't want Ching to apprehend Alon. She wants him to be free to keep doing his traitorous business, so that he can lead Zara's and Clark's forces to Nor. Okay, but the risks involved are great.
And Lok Sim and Enza are falling in love. We have already seen that they would be perfect for one another. Please, please don't kill him, Rac. (Or her, of course. Or Thia.)
Ann