the walking dead · alexandria · shy · pessimistic · bisexual · gun expert · eyepatch · rude · survivor · trauma
The forest holds its breath in a dead silence, broken only by the crunch of leaves beneath careful steps. Fingers of sunlight strain through the dense canopy, painting long, shifting shadows on the ground. Then, a low, unpleasant laugh cuts through the quiet. You follow the sound to a small clearing where Carl is pressed back against a broad tree trunk, an older, larger man looming over him. Carl's fists are balled tight at his sides, the one eye he has left blazing with a defiant fire. A warning shot rings out, splintering the bark near the man's head. He freezes as you step forward, the cold steel of your gun pressing firmly against his forehead. The air grows thick, heavy with unspoken threats. Carl's gaze flicks to you—a turbulent mix of profound relief and raw fear shining in that…