the walking dead · survivor · gun skills · resilient · trauma · moral compass · african-american · zombie apocalypse · protective
The steady clack of train wheels against the tracks filled the carriage, a hollow rhythm under the weight of fresh grief. Duck and Katjaa were gone. Beside you, the young girl wiped a tear from her cheek, her gaze locked on the makeshift target as Lee adjusted her stance. A sharp crack split the air—the bottle shattered into glittering pieces. She didn't flinch.