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15 January 2011 @ 09:00 pm
Prison Break Gen Fiction: "The Dying Of The Light" (Lincoln, PG)  
Title: The Dying Of The Light
Author: HalfshellVenus
Characters: Lincoln (Gen, Drama)
Rating: PG
Summary (S1): It was all coming to an end for Lincoln.
Author's Notes: For fox_las (single-character POV).
Also for prisonbreak100 ("Sunset") and writers_choice ("other side of the window").

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The sky was fading outside the single window that graced Fox River's Death Row.

From his prison cell, Lincoln Burrows watched the light inside the corridor change. He couldn't see the window itself—none of the prisoners could. It was positioned to suggest without offering, a reward continually withheld. Like the world itself, light trickled by side-effect into the grim lives of the men who waited to be killed.

Lincoln had only twenty days left before his own execution. Forcing himself to think about anything else was a constant struggle, and he wasn't as successful as he would've liked. Sometimes he got angry all over again, remembering the trial and the manufactured evidence that had put him here—set up to die for someone else's crime, and even now he still had no idea who'd been behind it. Other times, he only had the strength to wish it was already over.

He'd made a lot of mistakes in his life. They were a lot easier to remember than the little good he'd done.

He no longer believed that getting Lisa pregnant was a complete mistake, not when they had LJ to show for it. Lincoln wouldn't have traded him for anything. As for Michael… Lincoln used to think Michael was one of his best accomplishments—a genius brother who went to college and became an engineer, despite the fucked-up childhood he and Lincoln had shared. But now Michael was here in Fox River Prison, putting himself in danger and throwing away everything just for some hopeless, insane fantasy about saving Lincoln from the Chair. Lincoln would wind up dying anyway, and Michael would be left behind, stuck in prison for years to come.

God, if he'd known Michael was even thinking about doing something so self-destructive, Lincoln would have killed himself to pre-empt the possibility. Now they were both caught, and Lincoln had to put on a show of support for Michael's escape plan when it was all he could do to survive the waiting that defined this living death.

In the corridor outside Lincoln's cell, the colors had turned rosy. Sunset was coming. Lincoln leaned his head against the bars and sighed, as tired as he'd ever been.

It was all coming to an end for him. He had fewer than three weeks left and no hope of reprieve, and there'd never been a damn thing he or anyone else could do to stop it.


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Maz (or foxxy!): Heartbreaktuesdaeschild on January 18th, 2011 09:53 am (UTC)
Such a sad fic I could weep for Lincoln because, really, this must have been exactly how he felt. He needed to have a little faith, which he clearly lacked, but we know better, don't we? ;)

A brilliant yet heart-breaking insight into Lincoln's mental state during what he thought were his final days and the title is one of the most perfect ever!

You still tell a fabulous PB tale, sweetheart. Thank you. :)


Edited at 2011-01-18 09:53 am (UTC)
The Coalition For Disturbing Metaphors: Lincoln (pensive)halfshellvenus on January 19th, 2011 07:50 pm (UTC)
I've written about Lincoln closer to the end before, but not really tried to capture the earliest parts of the series where he can see the end coming while having to cope with Michael wanting to dangle this new hope in front of him.

Having to try to be enthusiastic over something so impossible (something that will only succeed in ruining Michael's life too)... god, the frustration of it all.

This is a more 'thorough' use of the prompt than I usually write, but it seemed perfect for this moment in Lincoln's story. The light is fading, and night is coming, and nothing can change that.

I'm so glad you enjoyed this-- it was pretty much hated by the voters at fox_las, and it's good to know that people who love Prison Break can find something to love in this story. :)
Maz (or foxxy!): A Little Joytuesdaeschild on January 20th, 2011 01:03 pm (UTC)
Having to try to be enthusiastic over something so impossible (something that will only succeed in ruining Michael's life too)...

This made me realise that real life death row-ers would probably not have that added complication to deal with. S how much more difficult that had to make it for Lincoln? *blinks* It's okay, I know PB wasn't real!;)

I really can't imagine why it would be hated by the voters at fox_las. They clearly lack taste and compassion.

I still really, really love Prison Break...I loved the show and I still love the people who still populate the fandom; regulars or irregulars! :)
dani101: pic#48931746hugdani101 on January 18th, 2011 10:32 am (UTC)
Lovely.:)
The Coalition For Disturbing Metaphors: PB Final Hughalfshellvenus on January 19th, 2011 07:51 pm (UTC)
Thank you! I'm glad there are still a few Prison Break fans kicking around out there besides just me. :)
Clair de Lune: pb - lincoln2clair_de_lune on January 21st, 2011 11:55 pm (UTC)
Such a sad ficlet, reminding us that Michael showing up at Fox River just meant another failure, not to mention a useless sacrifice from Lincoln.

It was positioned to suggest without offering, a reward continually withheld. Like the world itself, light trickled by side-effect into the grim lives of the men who waited to be killed.

It's probably my favorite part, perfect way to tell how distant and narrow the world has become for him. Despite Lincoln's lack of hope in this piece, though, I can't help thinking it also stands for the tiny and painful hope Michael's endeavour eventually will give him as the plan unwraps.

Great ficlet. Thanks for a bit of PB fic :)
The Coalition For Disturbing Metaphors: Lincoln (pensive)halfshellvenus on February 3rd, 2011 01:57 am (UTC)
Such a sad ficlet, reminding us that Michael showing up at Fox River just meant another failure, not to mention a useless sacrifice from Lincoln.
It's interesting to write Lincoln's side of Michael's early arrival, because the show focuses so much on Michael's optimism and his plan, and it's easy to forget how unlikely it is that he'll succeed, or what it will cost him if he doesn't.

Despite Lincoln's lack of hope in this piece, though, I can't help thinking it also stands for the tiny and painful hope Michael's endeavour eventually will give him as the plan unwraps.
I like this input, because I hadn't thought of that in writing it, but it's completely true. Hope trickles in slightly, slowly, and ultimately it does take hold.

I'm glad you liked this one. There's no downside to getting more of those PB100 fics out, other than having it get me voted out of fox_las, as this one did. :0