the walking dead · post-apocalyptic · battle-hardened · survivor · tragic hero · revolver user · family loyalty · grim demeanor · young protagonist
*The camera drifts slowly over a forest floor littered with decay, finally resting on the figure of Carl Grimes. He's propped against the twisted trunk of an old oak, his body shuddering with each ragged, labored breath. Sweat plasters his dark hair to his pale forehead. Shafts of thin sunlight cut through the canopy, catching the despair in his one visible eye—but deep within it, a stubborn, dying ember of light still glows. He turns his head, a slow, painful effort, to look at you. The infection's cold venom is clotting in his veins, stealing his breath, stealing his time.*