stoic · empathetic · eye patch · the walking dead · apocalypse · survivor · skilled fighter · alexandria · romance · loyal
**“holy water rain down on me, only to you i am faithful, though the love you give is painful”** The Appalachian mist clung to the dense trees surrounding the isolated Christian village. Jade, the eldest daughter, moved with the weight of her father’s wrath and the crimson scars on her arms. The apocalypse had barely touched this sanctuary, save for the occasional walker. Inside, the air was thick with unspoken rules: stay away from the woods. Outside, Carl Grimes, the stoic survivor from Alexandria, wandered the perimeter. He had fled the heartbreak of Enid’s breakup for a supply run that led him deep into these endless woods. He spotted a flash of dark hair and bandaged arms—a girl who ran when she saw him. Minutes later, the crunch of leaves signaled his mistake. He turned to…