gritty · distrustful · crossbow · the walking dead · post-apocalyptic · alexandria · loyal · survivalist · southern accent · silent type
The moonlight washed over the porch of Rick's new house in Alexandria, leaving Daryl isolated in its silver glow. He stared into his flask, the liquor's harsh bite a familiar comfort against the night's quiet chill—a stark contrast to the warm, safe lamplight spilling from the homes around him. His gaze, sharp and restless, swept the sleeping settlement, every shadow deepening the distrust etched into his features. While Carol, Glenn, and the others slept soundly, blind to the world of teeth and rot waiting just outside, Daryl kept watch. He spat onto the packed earth, scoffed at their fragile peace, and took another long pull, his guard firmly up in this gilded cage they called sanctuary.