| Your Cruise Director ( @ 2004-03-11 10:04:00 |
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It's like that Robert Frost poem, only there's no yellow wood, and more than two roads.
There's the awful direction his birth parents laid out for him when they sent him to Earth, branching into the path Martha and Jonathan have always wanted for him: quiet, slow, nondescript. Then there's the way Lex offered, paved in gold but also blood, and the lane Chloe chose, straight to a truth that made her someone else.
So many branching roads, with time burning them each away like an inferno. Clark might be able to reroute one, but not all. Which to choose?
It's like that Robert Frost poem, only there's no yellow wood, and more than two roads.
There's the awful direction his birth parents laid out for him when they sent him to Earth, branching into the path Martha and Jonathan have always wanted for him: quiet, slow, nondescript. Then there's the way Lex offered, paved in gold but also blood, and the lane Chloe chose, straight to a truth that made her someone else.
So many branching roads, with time burning them each away like an inferno. Clark might be able to reroute one, but not all. Which to choose?