*yawn* hi. Batman!

[themeletor]

This, I wrote on the Metra on the way back from Chicago. Some dude kept giving me funny looks, so I made it look like I was writing about him (you know, where you look at the person, kinda tut, write, still looking at them...) -- it was fun.

It is only a little, general-audiences drabble, the first in what will hopefully be a decently-sized lineup of semi(or fully)psychotic Batfic, though that cannot happen until I have binged given myself a refresher course on my Batman quasifangirlness.

Anyway, it's early, and I'm sure that all didn't make the least bit of sense. So.


That which a man fears, he comes to know intimately. He learns the way it moves, that he can dodge its approach. He studies its sound: its cry, its accidentals – even in the dark, he knows it. He knows what lures it; he knows what will send it away. He has watched it, fascinated by the pure cold power it has over him, immobilized by the vivid horrors his mind’s eye cannot stop creating. Given time, a man will know the object of his fear better than he knows his love, his family, his home, himself.

And so the Bat-Man.

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It is also my ticket to allow myself to read the Flist-Haunting Lurk Zone wayne_crane. Finally.

Comments

[shrieking-ell.livejournal.com]

Very nice drabble! i like this bit: fascinated by the pure cold power it has over him, immobilized by the vivid horrors his mind’s eye cannot stop creating. especially.

and so my obsession with the Bat-Man.

glad i have lurking company!

[meletor-et-al.livejournal.com]

That is me with spiders. This is how I know. But I can so see wee!Bruce watching bats the same way... and That Is How He Knows.

oh, pray god I won't be lurking long!