Fandom: OZ
Pairing: n/a
Author on LJ:
basingstoke Author Website: Land of Basingstoke Why this must be read:(Note: I'm not 100% sure about the "R" rating, but that's the rating I would have given it...)This is a story that may have slipped under the radar of many people in Oz fandom, I think, simply because it wasn't posted in one of the usual Oz Yahoo groups. It was written for the Yuletide Treasure story exchange and posted this past January, and...man, if you haven't discovered it yet, you are missing what is, in my opinion, one of the most incredible Beecher stories
ever. It isn't a long story—it covers a very brief period of time (Beecher's third day in Oz)—but it does an amazing job of making you feel every minute of Beecher's misery on a visceral level, with sharp, spare descriptions of the horror his life has become. This period in the series isn't written about very often in fic; season 1 itself is even hard for some people to watch, because of everything Beecher goes through. This story, although it doesn't flinch away from a thing, also doesn't overplay anything for drama. You can already feel the qualities of a horrible, surrealistic kind of
routine taking form: The lights go out. Schillinger rapes you. You wake up in the morning after dreaming about your wife and children. Time for breakfast. Etcetera. For four to fifteen years...
No, like many Oz stories, this is not something many people are going to come away from whistling a happy tune—unless you're like me, of course, in which case you're just going to be ecstatic beyond all reason that a story like this was written in the first place. It gives this crucial period in the development of Beecher's character the kind of brilliant treatment it deserves.
And the Evening and the Morning Were the Third Day