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Title: East of the Sun
Author: roxy
Pairings/Characters: Lex/Clark
Rating:PG
Word Count:2007
Summary: Lex learns about trust and love from an unlikely source.


This is it—the tales been told! I had a lot of fun with the era, and the people. It was fun researching the songs, *hard* to get a middle ground in the dialog—not so modern that it was jarring, and not so period that it sounded weird. I made some trade-offs so it wouldn’t be too odd—I hope that didn’t destroy the flavor. I liked taking this ride with the boys, I hope you guys liked it too. I always have a great time with these guys—that's why they are my main OTP. I have love for a lot of pairings, and I love a lot of fandoms, but with the Clex I've really felt at home. I love taking our boys, twisting them a bit and dropping them into new worlds. Lucky me, lots of folks have liked that idea too. You guys, thanks a bazillion for hopping on the ride with me! You know I love you, right?

[livejournal.com profile] danceswithgary, you were wonderful and gangs of help, and if I had some patience you would have made this tale even better, and would have spared me some of the incredible boo-boos that I made along the way…oy, , I had no idea how many. *hangs head and blushes*

[livejournal.com profile] rosy5000, thanks so much for being the best audience ever! I really loved posting your private story! Without you, I would have been too terrified to post—doing it for you helped me get over my post-a-phobia! ;) You're the best.

Thanks too for the lovely comments, I appreciate each and every one of them. It's a good feeling to have someone comment, believe me!

Okay, way too much blabbing! Story coming up—-pass out the s'mores and pull up a blanket.






Some noise in the distance disturbed the best nap ever in the history of naps, enough that he was beginning to wake and he really didn’t want to. It was too perfect out under the trees. He felt so lazy, so heavy and warm…summer breeze wafted over him, tickled his cheek…the grass under his cheek tickled him, and the breeze brought a faint scent of fried chicken and biscuits…he could hear his mom singing, the sound of her voice drifting across the yard. He could hear his dad coming up the driveway, the chug-chug of the tractor's engine, Dad whistling something…something. No one ever knew what the tune was supposed to be--he was so terrible at it. Clark laughed a little and rolled to his side and reluctantly opened his eyes. The sky was blue as sapphires and went up a million miles, the sun was so bright. He could see Dad on the fancy new green tractor, and Hannah beside it, pedaling her bike madly to keep up with Dad. Monkey was racing along side her, barking and barking, and Clark jerked upright, staggered to his feet—something was wrong or going to be wrong—he waved his hand and meant to yell "Watch out!" but it came out so faint and weak and the dog ran into her and screeched, Hanna let out a breathy scream and yanked away from Monkey, her tires wobbled, she yanked at the handle bars again and overbalanced. Clark tried to run to them but it was like swimming though cold molasses. She went into the side of the tractor and under and the sound of crumbling, tearing metal and screaming stunned him, he was falling, and falling—


Falling in the dark, tumbling…when he opened his eyes he was in hell—fire burned all around him in the black, the air was thick with greasy smoke and the smell of blood, echoed with screams....

Rain whipped the smoking metal, churned earth and blood together into mud that clung to Clark, pulled at him. He wrenched open the twisted metal coffins the cars had become...Clark worked mindlessly; blood all over him and none of it his. He pulled his friends out of the twisted coffin of metal; he freed passengers--strangers, his friends—pulled out bodies. He moved like a Kansas tornado, pulling metal apart like wet cardboard. Voices called out to him, begging for help. Screaming for help, for the Angel to save them—except for one, the important voice, the one he searched for.

"Where's Alex, where is he?" He called out for Alex over and over--whoever wasn't out cold or stuck inside their own minds covered their ears, rammed fingers in to block out such awful grief.

The night began to lift, and the rain dwindled down to a clinging mist. Humidity rose with the sun, the fires were dying and fire engines and police cars and ambulances from nearby counties filled the road and crowded around the tracks.

Police fanned out and questioned everyone they could, and everyone said the same thing—they had no fucking idea what happened, they'd helped each other out, no idea why the train was in pieces, it was luck, it was the fates, it was God…Walt pushed off the reporters that came out of the dark like roaches. He had an arm around a soaking wet and shivering Chloe, hadn't been able to let her move from under his touch since Clark had suddenly appeared out of the night, and put her in his arms…Pete was on the other side of him, the rain making the blood on his face thin and it covered his features like a veil…angels, luck, yeah…sure.
Off to one side, in a relatively quiet spot, he could make out a tall dark shape—a guy was standing in the shadows holding someone in his arms as easily as if he held a kitten. Walt took a deep breath and forced himself to let Chloe loose. He walked shakily over to Clark—to the Angel. The man he held was too still, too still…

The eyes that lifted to his shifted orange and red, like the fires dying around them, and for a moment Walt was scared to death—of *Clark*. "Fuck, C.C., is…is…he's gotta be alive--" Walt swallowed, afraid to back up and afraid to come any closer. Clark looked wild and fierce, not one bit like the gentle, corn fed country boy Walt knew—this Clark had torn metal to shreds, done things that were impossible to believe—

"Yes. Yes…" and tears broke and rolled furious over his cheeks paler than the moon-white forehead he pressed his mouth against.

Walt sighed, and felt muscles unlocking with the relief of knowing Alex was alive. He was damn fucking grateful that his friend lived because he loved him that much and because Walt knew he'd looked into Clark's eyes and for a brief moment nothing human or sane had been in them. Every fucking body there was lucky that Alex breathed tonight.

"Cee…Clark…run."

The kid jerked his head up.

"Run. Most of them haven't seen you. They know it's the Angel saved them, they don't have to know it's you." Walt jerked his head in the direction they'd come. "We left you guys in Metropolis, far as anyone knows. Our guys—they'll remember what I tell them to." He put his hand on Clark's soaking wet, scorched jacket. "You meet us when you want. If you want."

Clark stared back at him and slowly some of the wildness left his eyes, color was coming back to his cheeks…he nodded finally. "All right. All right." He lifted Alex close to him, and closed his eyes and shuddered when Alex moaned and pushed up under Clark's chin.

"Good bye Clark—go." Walt took a step back, waiting for Clark to run. Clark swallowed, seemed hesitant…he closed his eyes and muttered something, flexed his knees and--jumped. "…C.C.?"

Walt watched the streak rise straight up, straight up and angle away. He just fucking watched his singer fly off into the night sky with his clarinetist. "No. No nonono. Just—fucking hell no." But it had happened, right in front of him. His shy little off the cob singer was the Angel and the Angel could do…anything. Including stealing Alex away. "Nope," Walt shook his head. "Ain't gonna worry about it, or think about it, or…anything."

He made his way back to Chloe and Pete, had the guys that were okay pass around the word—Alex and Cee had quit the band in Metropolis and no one knew where they'd gone.



No one spoke about Alex and Clark, no one ever would again.

A world war took center stage, and big bands slowly died, music changed, the whole world changed, and America gained a hero, a super man, dedicated to truth, justice and the American way. And *this* is where the story begins.





Epilogue

Dear Hannah,
It's been a while, I know, but we've been so busy lately—as you've probably seen in the papers, or the newsreels. I want you to know that your brother did not come up with that stupid name and the less we ask about the goofy costume the better—blame it on a couple of guys who claim to be my friends. I've told you about Bruce before? Put Alex and Bruce together and it's just trouble. They think they have a sense of humor. It's so sad that they're mistaken. At least I don't look as strange as Bruce, and I'll explain that when I see you.

I'm terribly sorry I couldn't say anything to you at your graduation—I could only drop in for a moment, but I saw you. I hope you liked the ring and the journal. I'm going to come home for a real visit someday soon, I promise I will. Now that the war is over, I can do more than write you, and I really miss you all so much.

I want you to know I'm happy, I think I'm happier than I've ever been. My friend and I have gone through a lot together but it's made us stronger, closer, and more of a team than ever. Alex is so smart, and so quick, and strong enough to help me do what I do. Just for goodness sakes, don’t call him a sidekick! (smile).

It's kind of weird the way nothing turned out the way I thought it would. I admit I miss the band, all the guys and Mr. Walt, but what I'm doing now is more important than what I want to do. It's what I have to do and my friend understands that better than anyone else could.

Right now, we're working for the Metropolis Inquisitor. It's not all that great. It's his dad's newspaper, and that's another story. And just in case you think newspaper work is glamorous, just picture me sitting through ward meetings and chasing after paddywagons, only it's even more boring than it sounds. It's perfect in one way, I don’t have to explain sudden disappearances, and I'm best friends with the editor. Remind me to explain nepotism to you. Anyway, I don’t think we're going to be here that long, the Daily Planet is hiring and I'm trying to convince my friend that moving on is a good deal. He's kind of too loyal sometimes, but I'll talk about that later, too.

Anyway, I love you, and as soon as I can, I'll come to see you and mom and dad—


She let the letter droop and sighed, her face towards the yellow farmhouse. Monkey flopped at her feet, and let loose a long suffering 'whuff'.

"I told you it was hot out, you didn’t have to come," she scolded. It was hot, so hot that where her fingers touched the paper, ink ran. She moved her fingers to the edges so she wouldn't erase her brother's words. "Superman…" She laughed to herself. He was right—it was a goofy name, too darn big for the guy she remembered--a tongue-tied, awfully shy but awfully sweet boy....

Well, she thought, that was a long time ago, and now her brother was someone else all together. Some one pretty swell, really.

Monkey broke into her thoughts, he lurched upright from his sprawl against the mailbox post and his tail beat the ground, throwing dust into the air. She turned to look behind her and a tall form loped towards her, waving enthusiastically. She waved back." Donald!"

Her boyfriend called out, "Hey good lookin'! What's cookin'?"

She waved the letter in the air. "I got a letter from my brother," she said, smiling. She tilted her chin up and let Donald peck her cheek and slide his arm around her shoulders. They walked on to the house and she folded the pages and tucked them in the pocket of her jumper.

"So, a missive from the mysterious, amazing, older brother. He coming home finally?" He looked at her and slowed her to a stop. "What's wrong, baby doll? He's okay, isn’t he?"

"My brother's in love. He's not really saying it, but I can read between the lines." She smiled. "He's finally found whatever it was he was looking for. I'm just kind of sad I wasn't there for any of it."

"Aw, sugar—I bet he feels the same about you. Look at you, all grown up and ready for college and dating a great guy…"He stopped when Hannah laughed. "Yes, and modest too. I bet your brother wishes he'd been here to see all that too."

"You're right. Besides, we'll be seeing each other soon, I feel it."

"There you go. And I'll bet too, that you'll love his girl just as much as he does."

"His girl?" She laughed a little. "I guess. I guess I will." She linked his arm through his and they walked to the house, singing a new song that was her favorite now….

* Kiss me once, then kiss me twice
Then kiss me once again
It's been a long, long time
Haven't felt like this, my dear
Since I can't remember when
It's been a long, long time

You'll never know how many dreams
I've dreamed about you
Or just how empty they all seemed without you
So kiss me once, then kiss me twice
Then kiss me once again
It's been a long, long time….


09-17-2008
fin



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IT'S BEEN A LONG, LONG TIME

words by Sammy Cahn, music by Jule Styne

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9/18/08 07:06 am (UTC)
Posted by [identity profile] cheerful-earl.livejournal.com
Aw! Yay. I'm grinning like an idiot, seriously. I was scared there for a minute that Alex was going to die... I like it this way better. This was a great ending. Yay again! :D

"His girl?"
Hehe!

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9/18/08 07:29 am (UTC)
Posted by [identity profile] roxymissrose.livejournal.com
Oh yay!!! I'm so glad you liked it! I had to have a happy ending, right? *G* Thanks a million for riding along with me!

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9/18/08 07:25 am (UTC)
Posted by [identity profile] phoenix-turtle9.livejournal.com
Awwww! It's over. I'm so sad, but happy that they stayed together, and Alex isn't under the thumb of his father. Though you scared me for a moment, when he seemed dead after the crash. Whew! Thanks for the lovely, long story.

Er, that was me...

9/18/08 07:27 am (UTC)
Posted by [identity profile] greenlady2.livejournal.com
... above, in my other LJ. Just in case you were wondering who that strange person was, who had never commented before. Sorry. :-)))

Re: Er, that was me...

9/18/08 07:31 am (UTC)
Posted by [identity profile] roxymissrose.livejournal.com
lol!! Ah, I see! *G*
Thank you so much for reading and commenting--it was a pleasure to share this with you!

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9/18/08 11:44 am (UTC)
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Posted by [personal profile] tabaqui
Ah, man. You bring the skeery! Eval.
But - Clark! Why have you not gone home *once*?! Bad boy!

But i'm glad he found his place, in his life and with Alex.

Wonderful story, Ms. Thang - wonderful world! Really enjoyed it, especially the music.
:)
*twirls you*

Wheeeeeee!

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9/18/08 04:39 pm (UTC)
Posted by [identity profile] roxymissrose.livejournal.com
Thanks so much my darling--research-wise this thing was too much fun! Now it's time for the post-story doldrums. *sigh*

And HUG!

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9/18/08 12:08 pm (UTC)
Posted by [identity profile] myownghost.livejournal.com
oh hooray, they teamed up with bruce! that's just what i'd have hoped. i do hope clark and alex get to smallville (and maybe bruce too) to visit the fam soon. great story!

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9/18/08 04:40 pm (UTC)
Posted by [identity profile] roxymissrose.livejournal.com
oh yeah, never a question that Bruce would be back! Thanks so much for hangin in there with me!

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9/18/08 01:29 pm (UTC)
Posted by [identity profile] abcfangirl.livejournal.com
It's great to read a long finished story from you! Will you upload any of your new stories since 2006 to the SSA any time in the future? I am asking because I like my stories in one big document; if you are going to upload them, then I won't bother to compile them myself. Thanks.

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9/18/08 04:43 pm (UTC)
Posted by [identity profile] roxymissrose.livejournal.com
Well, I have plans to do so--some day. I'm just not sure when. I'm also working on putting all my fics in a journal just for stories.

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9/18/08 02:04 pm (UTC)
Posted by [identity profile] rednihilist.livejournal.com
I have tears in my eyes, literally, hon. I loved this ending, or is it beginning? :) There was so much hope there -- and Alex forgiving Bruce made me laugh and clap my hands because I knew he was gonna do that eventually -- and I just don't have anymore words that can truly express how wonderful this is. They're happy, and I always hold a special place in my heart for your stories. This one goes right there with the rest of them and I know I'll be re-reading it as often as I do the others. . . which is to say, a lot! XD

Congratulations on finishing a beautiful story once again, and I look forward -- no matter when it may be -- to what you'll take us along with you on next!!!

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9/21/08 12:16 am (UTC)
Posted by [identity profile] roxymissrose.livejournal.com
Hi, hi! Sorry I didn't respond sooner, but sometimes when I end one of the longer fics, I kind of run away from them...*koff* Don't ask, I don't know.

I'm so very happy that this story kept your interest! I loved writing it--the research was so much fun! I'm also *so* glad you liked the end. I thought I was taking a chance ending it like this because it is a bit open-ended--but happy. ;)

*HUG* Thank you for reading, thanks for all your lovely comments!

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9/18/08 03:47 pm (UTC)
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Posted by [personal profile] ender24
aaaaahhhhhhhhhhhshit , i was all ready to believe the worst case scenario, and that alex would die, or lionel was all scheming and and and plots some horrible stuff!
and you let them alive!!!!!!!!!!

and together! and happy! and he did not forget his sister!!!!!!!!!!

"His girl?" She laughed a little.

heeeeeeeeeee, hannah is not very much in for an surprise .......... :D

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9/21/08 12:17 am (UTC)
Posted by [identity profile] roxymissrose.livejournal.com
Of course it's a happy ending! I'm all about the happy here!

Thanks so much for reading this--and thanks for sticking with it!

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9/18/08 05:18 pm (UTC)
Posted by [identity profile] me-ya-ri.livejournal.com
^________________________________________________^

Yay for the ending / beginning of the story! This was so good, so much fun and heart ache and worry and the MUSIC and Walt and whee!!!! Great ending to the story. Shame on Clark for staying away for so long but I suppose with a world war going on he had a reason for staying away. I love that it was Alex and Bruce that designed the silly costume. You always knew that Bruce would be back. How could he stay away from the two of them? *grin*

Such a great ending with the letter and Hannah and her boyfriend and all! *Does happy dance*

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9/21/08 12:19 am (UTC)
Posted by [identity profile] roxymissrose.livejournal.com
I'm so happy the ending worked for you! Thank you so much for taking the ride with me, I'm glad you had fun!

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9/18/08 06:36 pm (UTC)
Posted by [identity profile] ale-lexfan.livejournal.com
That was such a beautiful ending for an amazing story!! .... thank you for giving us the joy of reading it!! Thank you!!

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9/21/08 12:20 am (UTC)
Posted by [identity profile] roxymissrose.livejournal.com
oh, thank you so very much for reading! I'm so happy the end worked for you! *G*

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9/18/08 08:40 pm (UTC)
Posted by [identity profile] helioshyperion.livejournal.com
I so thought you were just going to kill Alex off for the twisted fun of it. But I'm soooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooo glad you didn't. I don't think my little heart could have taken it.

But I love the ending, sweetheart. It's so sweet. Thanks for writing all this.

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9/21/08 12:23 am (UTC)
Posted by [identity profile] roxymissrose.livejournal.com
Oh, that would have been too too cruel--and then I would have had to tell the story of Kal-El the Destroyer, murderous alien Overlord, come to put all of humankind under his rule. See? Wasn't this a nicer story?

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9/18/08 09:43 pm (UTC)
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Posted by [personal profile] danceswithgary
Had me scared for a bit with the train, but you came through in the end. Yay!

If you decide you'd like me to beta this, just send the file through. :-D

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9/21/08 12:25 am (UTC)
Posted by [identity profile] roxymissrose.livejournal.com
Always a happy ending here at Story Corner, you know that! *G*

Yes, I would very much like that! When I finish Summer Vacation, I'd love that!

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9/18/08 10:22 pm (UTC)
Posted by [identity profile] jakrar.livejournal.com
*breathes huge sigh of happy relief* You started with sweetness-turned-to-terror, and ended with love all around. Walt is so great; I love him thinking clearly when Clark couldn't do so, and setting Clark and Alex free. I love Alex forgiving Bruce, and our guys working together (soon to be at the Daily Planet, even!), and all the superheroing that's clearly been going on. And I love Clark writing to Hannah and promising to come home soon for a proper visit; I just hope he can bring Alex, too (and maybe even Bruce). This is a gorgeous story, and I'm so glad you posted it all for us to enjoy. *hugs you*

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9/21/08 12:28 am (UTC)
Posted by [identity profile] roxymissrose.livejournal.com
oh, thank you, you're more than kind to say so. Thank you for all your wonderful comments on this story--comments like yours help me to keep going!

*HUGS* thanks again!!

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9/19/08 01:43 am (UTC)
Posted by [identity profile] aloneindarknes7.livejournal.com
Oh I hate to see it end but what an ending! This was the perfect way for Alex and Clark to say goodbye to the old way of life and start their destiney together. You really had me worried there for a moment; I thought that, despite everything else you threw at him, you were going to kill Lex off. When Walt just watched Clark fly off I cracked up! I'm just thrilled that everything turned out all right!

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9/21/08 12:34 am (UTC)
Posted by [identity profile] roxymissrose.livejournal.com
Thanks a million for sticking with me--I gotta say I'm kind of pleased everyone worried so much for Lex--I thoght for sure folks would be all "oh, she's not going to kill off Alex." *beams* 'course I wouldn't....I'm thrilled you liked the bit with Walt. He really was my favorite.

Thanks so much for all your comments, thanks for haning in there! *G*

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9/19/08 02:20 am (UTC)
Posted by [identity profile] zephyr-macabee.livejournal.com
Good story! You just had to scare me at the end didn't you?

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9/21/08 12:35 am (UTC)
Posted by [identity profile] roxymissrose.livejournal.com
LOL! I had to shake everyone up just a bit, right? Thanks so much for sticking with me on this!

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9/19/08 06:21 pm (UTC)
Posted by [identity profile] herohunter.livejournal.com
*happysigh*

This was beautiful, Beloved. Thank you.

*loves them*


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9/21/08 12:36 am (UTC)
Posted by [identity profile] roxymissrose.livejournal.com
Thank you so much for taking the ride with me--thanks for all your comments! And thanks for letting me use your wonderful icon!! *HUGHUG*

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9/20/08 03:06 am (UTC)
Posted by [identity profile] solitudecoven.livejournal.com
I love this! I love the slang, the music links you put in, the lovely characterization, the hot sex, the protective Clark and oh soon be in love Lex.

I think I fell in love with this story and the era. It was gorgeous to read and I adore your OCs as well because whether they're the bad guy or good guy they're lovely.

And that's what it takes to make a great story.

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9/21/08 12:39 am (UTC)
Posted by [identity profile] roxymissrose.livejournal.com
Thanks so very much for a wonderful comment! It makes me feel like I was on track with this story! I love putting the boys in different times and places, and it's great when folks jump in there with me!

I'm so pleased you liked the OCs. They're so much fun to work into a story and figure out how they interact with Clark and Lex.

Again, thanks so much for taking the time to read and comment!

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9/21/08 02:03 am (UTC)
Posted by [identity profile] shareece.livejournal.com
simply beautiful. I loved the epilogue. glad to see Lex bruce. if i'm correct. Great story! sad that's over.

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9/21/08 02:15 am (UTC)
Posted by [identity profile] roxymissrose.livejournal.com
Thank you so much! I wouldn't have felt right if Alex and Bruce didn't come back together. I'm so glad you enjoyed the story, thank you for letting me know! :)

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9/21/08 06:54 pm (UTC)
Posted by [identity profile] dm-wyatt.livejournal.com
Aw..

What a sweet ending. I'm glad The Angel was there to save everyone on the train...

*hugs*

I got behind because I've been busy with my own writing and I just got all caught up. What a wonderful story and a terrific ending.



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11/9/08 10:31 pm (UTC)
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Posted by [personal profile] celli
Oh, what a great, fun story! I had to make myself go to bed at 2:00 this morning because I kept clicking "just one more part," and then I finished it all in a rush this afternoon. :)

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11/10/08 01:19 am (UTC)
Posted by [identity profile] roxymissrose.livejournal.com
Oh thanks *so* much! You made my evening, I have to say! Sorry to have kept you up, but I'm thrilled you *wanted* to stay up to read this! *beams*

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10/27/09 08:07 pm (UTC)
Posted by [identity profile] oliver95.livejournal.com
That was an amazing story and a brilliant read, thank you. It was very brave of you to write in that period because of both the violent homophobia and racism - I find the detective novels impossible to read, but Sidney Greenstreet, Peter Lorre, Humphrey Bogart, on film, now that was a team.

I liked the way that apart from Edge, the characters were complex, as in life, not just good or very, very bad. To top it all, you gave Clark and Chloe fabulous singing voices and Lex a top class clarinet and set beautifully in period.

I found the story via a rec of danceswithgary and before I go back to her list I'll look through the rest of your fiction. Just in case no-one has told you yet, you also write so beautifully, thanks.

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10/28/09 12:56 am (UTC)
Posted by [identity profile] roxymissrose.livejournal.com
wow--thank you so much for letting me know you read this story! I have to admit, I love getting comments on my old stories! It's a great thrill. I'm so glad that you enjoyed the time it was set in. It was a harsh time and I have to admit, I candy-coated it just a bit. People these days find it so difficult to read about the horrible racism and homophobia of the times.

the characters were complex, as in life, not just good or very, very bad

Oh, thank you! Some times, it feels like folks don't understand that, they dislike the characters because they're not shining heroes. Sometimes, folks are what they are, or they have to grow into being the hero, even Clark. ;)

Your lovely comment at the end of a really soul-draining day--bless you, you made my night! :)

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5/23/11 07:12 pm (UTC)
Posted by (Anonymous)
Wow. Its... been a few years since this was written, I see now. And its not a habit of mine to comment on stories but... wow... that was more then amazing. That was fantastic. Really, really great. Wonderfully believable and for once I actually didnt mind the song references. Overal, I really think that you managed to capture the feel of the 1930-40s. The racism and prejudice, everything worked out perfectly (except maybe there were a few too many open gays in the story but when reading it I didnt mind that at all).

I love the tension in the story - it gets dangerous but without guns blazing every 5 seconds because the characters realize when its a stupid idea to openly struggle - and thats realistic human behaviour. Not everyone is an idiotic, brainless hero wannabe which is... good.

My biggest concern, I think, is that the hobo that helped Clark didnt get an ending. I figured maybe he'd show up at the Kent farm, looking for work in exchange for food... or something like that. Something short, just so we'd know what happened to him.

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5/23/11 07:52 pm (UTC)
Posted by [identity profile] roxymissrose.livejournal.com
Wow...I'm floored to get a comment on this after all this time and so *pleased*! This is the nicest thing that's happened to me all day! :)

At the time I'd included the songs because I thought that it would be fun for the reader--I assumed that most of my readers are younger than me and less likely to have grown up with all those wonderful old movies and songs like I did. I'm so pleased that the refs worked for you!

Overal, I really think that you managed to capture the feel of the 1930-40s. The racism and prejudice, everything worked out perfectly (except maybe there were a few too many open gays in the story but when reading it I didnt mind that at all)

Thank you!! I absolutely agree with you about the open gays in the story, not bloody likely back then but when you're writing slash, weeeell, we tend to exaggerate, hah!

Talking about the hobo--you know, I thought about giving him an ending, but sometimes in life people wander off the stage and we never find out what happened to them. And honestly there's no way I could have ended his story except badly. I did wrestle with that but in the end I thought this was the best way.

Anyway, thanks again, you have no idea how much it means to me to get a comment like this on an older story. It's very happy making! :)

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10/30/12 10:54 pm (UTC)
Posted by [identity profile] confuzed.livejournal.com
Thanks for not killing Lex! I am never sure these days....Wonderful story! I am headed to San Antonio on vacation, not sure if there will be internet available.

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