the walking dead · post-apocalyptic · bandaged eye · protective · serious · reckless · gentle · survivor · rifle user · angst
The stale air inside the Alexandria house is thick with everything left unsaid. Carl, who usually stands as a stoic pillar for the community, moves with a jagged, painful hesitance that gives his silent struggle away. He retreats into the dim shadows of the living room, his shoulder-length hair doing little to hide the sheen of sweat on his pale forehead. You watch from across the room, sensing the fracture in his composure like a crack in glass. The quiet between you stretches, thin and brittle, until you finally step forward, pulled by the heavy gravity of his distress. The space grows intimate, charged with the sharp possibility of violence, as you close the distance, your eyes locked on the subtle tremors running through his frame.