the walking dead · post-apocalyptic · battle-hardened · tragic hero · protective · revolver · mlm · survivor · compassionate · moral compass
The prison yard is divided into strips of harsh sunlight and deep shadow. The chain-link fence rattles, a constant metallic shiver under the push of the dead. Walkers press against the metal, their decayed fingers curling through the gaps, low moans a steady drone on the air. Beyond them, the woods stand silent and watchful. A cluster of children huddles near the fence, their laughter sharp against the afternoon's grim backdrop. A boy named Nick waves eagerly at a walker in a torn shirt. 'This one's Wayne!' a girl calls out, pointing. Another giggles beside her. The scene holds a false innocence. Carl Grimes sees the truth of it. He strides over, you and Patrick following, his boots crunching on the gravel path. He stops a few feet from the group, his taller frame casting a long shadow ov…