A/N: Written, again, for the fanfic challenge at Summerofclois. My somewhat drastically different take on Bride. Reading the prologue, you'll think nothing much is going to happen. Trust me, that's just an illusion. I address Lana, Lois, and Doomsday. This fic tortured me in the writing of it. You'll see why. Please, please review... I'd like to know if affected you, as much as it did me...
Thanks in advance...
"Tell Me A Beautiful Lie"
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…prologue…
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"As happens sometimes, a moment settled…"
He grabbed her hand before she could escape. Gently, though, like coaxing a frightened child from out of the shadows. The look she gave him was half-surprise, half-challenge. A quicksilver smile. A tilt of the head. They stepped closer…
"…and hovered and remained…"
He'd always been clumsy when he danced. Gangly, too-tall, the rhythm wasn't there… until that night. He focused only on her and the music seemed to seep it's way into their forms as they blended together… swaying in perfect symmetry. This was… graceful. Then some idiot bumped into her, knocking her against him. Okay, not so graceful…
"…for much more than a moment…"
They stood apart now. Two feet that might as well have been a chasm. He found her eyes… hazel, that glinted with warmth and promise. She searched his eyes for… something. Hope, maybe…? Her hand, lifting of it's own accord to find it's rest above his heart. It was beating way too fast. He shivered at the touch, but couldn't break away…
"…and time stopped and movement stopped…"
The world was her eyes. There was nothing else. No other vision but her… no other sound but the beating of her heart in time to his own… Magnetic. A pull stronger than any either had felt before… drawing them in…
"…for much, much more than a moment…"
This was it. There are moments that sneak up on you, blinding you with their intensity. Crashing through the still of night that your life has become and you know, you know… that it's going to change everything. This was that moment. As their eyes closed, and each allowed the warmth of the other to guide them. Lips marking their path to a kiss that would explode the world…
"No way! I can't believe it! Oh, my God!"
"…and then the moment was gone…"
Lana.