A while back, the podcast for Cracked.com (I can’t remember which one, sorry) suggested an idea for a Superman movie. I loved the idea, and wrote a short story around it. I worked really hard on this, and I hope you like it. DC, please don’t sue me.
“IS GOD WILLING TO PREVENT EVIL,
BUT NOT ABLE?
THEN HE IS NOT OMNIPOTENT.
IS HE ABLE, BUT NOT WILLING?
THEN HE IS MALEVOLENT.
IS HE BOTH ABLE AND WILLING?
THEN WHENCE COMETH EVIL?
IS HE NEITHER ABLE NOR WILLING?
THEN WHY CALL HIM GOD?”
I was five years old when the last of the ships left. I watched them go with the rest of the Library Shelter, just white streaks in a gray sky.
“They’re pretty,” I whispered to Ma’am Estella, who had her hands on my tiny shoulders as she too gazed up at the ashen roof of the Earth that the silver veins were so close to breaking through.
In retrospect, Ma’am Estella of course knew exactly what the departure of the ships meant, but she didn’t let on to the children. She just clasped my shoulders a little tighter.
“Very pretty, little one,” she murmured. “Very pretty.”