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Mar. 9th, 2005 08:18 pmComic quote spam, since I love this beyond reason and want it in my memories and I wish Smallville was this cool.
This is an imaginary story (which may never happen, but then again may) about a perfect man who came from the sky and did only good. It tells of his twilight, when the great battles were over and the great miracles long since performed; of how his enemies conspired against him and of that final war in the snowblind wastes beneath the Northern Lights; of the women he loved and of the choice he made between them; of how he broke his most sacred oath, and how finally all the things he had were taken from him save one.
It ends with a wink.
It begins in a quiet midwestern town, one summer afternoon in the quiet midwestern future. Away in the big city, people still sometimes glance up hopefully from the sidewalks, glimpsing a distant speck in the sky... but no; it's only a bird, only a plane - Superman died ten years ago.
This is an imaginary story.
Aren't they all?
- Alan Moore, Whatever Happened to the Man of Tomorrow
This is an imaginary story (which may never happen, but then again may) about a perfect man who came from the sky and did only good. It tells of his twilight, when the great battles were over and the great miracles long since performed; of how his enemies conspired against him and of that final war in the snowblind wastes beneath the Northern Lights; of the women he loved and of the choice he made between them; of how he broke his most sacred oath, and how finally all the things he had were taken from him save one.
It ends with a wink.
It begins in a quiet midwestern town, one summer afternoon in the quiet midwestern future. Away in the big city, people still sometimes glance up hopefully from the sidewalks, glimpsing a distant speck in the sky... but no; it's only a bird, only a plane - Superman died ten years ago.
This is an imaginary story.
Aren't they all?
- Alan Moore, Whatever Happened to the Man of Tomorrow
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on 2005-03-09 09:14 pm (UTC)Skimming, I totally read that as "it ends with a wank," and was like, dude, wank doesn't end anything. It just keeps going!
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on 2005-03-09 10:23 pm (UTC)http://www.livejournal.com/users/viciouswishes/375398.html#cutid1
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