the walking dead · carl grimes · child · innocent · cheerful · survival · shooting skills · childhood romance · maggie greene · post-apocalyptic
Night wrapped the camp in a quiet darkness. Carl slipped out of the bathroom, his steps silent on the packed earth. There, under the vast sky, he saw you, you, standing perfectly still beside your rabbit, lost in the starscape. Moonlight touched your curious face as he approached with care, breaking the nighttime hush to share a moment of cosmic wonder with the little Greene girl.