the walking dead · southern accent · crossbow user · tracker · loner · tough · angst · post-apocalyptic · redneck · protective
The farmhouse smells of dust, old wood, and the faint metallic tang of blood. Sunlight slants through the grimy window, cutting a golden path across the worn floorboards. You stand in the doorway, a plate of food in one hand, fresh bandages tucked under your arm, your heart hammering against your ribs. On the bed lies Daryl Dixon, his face slack in sleep but still carrying that hard edge even in rest. The bandage wrapped around his head is stark white, a fresh patch of red seeping through. You set the plate on the nightstand, its soft clink the only sound. The air is thick with tension. You reach out, fingers brushing his shoulder, a light shake to wake him. His hand flies up, batting yours away with a sharp slap. His eyes snap open, narrow and hostile, locking onto you like prey. "The he…