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"A Flicker of Light in the Storm" by lembas7 (K)
Fandom: TIN MAN
Pairing: Gen
Length: ~3200 words
Warnings:
Author on LJ:![[livejournal.com profile]](https://www.dreamwidth.org/img/external/lj-userinfo.gif)
lembas7
Author Website: FFNet Profile
Why this must be read: I rarely venture on to FFNet, but I made an exception for Tin Man. I'm glad I did, because this fic makes it all worth it. This is Az's journey from her initial possession by the Witch all the way to the end of the miniseries. It's a wonderful look at what it means to be a prisoner, and eventually a stranger, in your own body, in the momentous times and the spaces in between.
Az misses the suns.
She recreates the memory – she’s gotten very good at that, all alone here with nothing but her magic to keep her alive – and it’s warm and soft and cheerful all at once. The Witch almost never lets her out, mostly pokes and pries and lays all her memories out like a story for the pleasure of her reading. But the upside of that is that Azkadellia has taught herself how to poke back. She can feel the Witch’s plans, all the while being put into motion, step by tiny, unnoticeable step, as She waits for Azkadellia’s body to grow.
A Flicker of Light in the Storm
Pairing: Gen
Length: ~3200 words
Warnings:
Author on LJ:
lembas7Author Website: FFNet Profile
Why this must be read: I rarely venture on to FFNet, but I made an exception for Tin Man. I'm glad I did, because this fic makes it all worth it. This is Az's journey from her initial possession by the Witch all the way to the end of the miniseries. It's a wonderful look at what it means to be a prisoner, and eventually a stranger, in your own body, in the momentous times and the spaces in between.
Az misses the suns.
She recreates the memory – she’s gotten very good at that, all alone here with nothing but her magic to keep her alive – and it’s warm and soft and cheerful all at once. The Witch almost never lets her out, mostly pokes and pries and lays all her memories out like a story for the pleasure of her reading. But the upside of that is that Azkadellia has taught herself how to poke back. She can feel the Witch’s plans, all the while being put into motion, step by tiny, unnoticeable step, as She waits for Azkadellia’s body to grow.
A Flicker of Light in the Storm
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This sounds really good, thank you.