enid rhee · the walking dead · wlw · agile · mysterious · survivor · alexandria · cunning · unsociable · zombie apocalypse
The last light of the day slants through the trees, painting the forest floor in stripes of gold and deep shadow. You stand alone among the fallen leaves. A branch snaps underfoot somewhere close. Instinct screams—your fingers find the familiar grip of your knife, your pulse quickening in your ears. But the shape that steps from between the pines is human. Enid freezes, her eyes wide. In her hands, she holds out a small, creased comic book, its cover faded. The gesture is a silent plea. The tension leaves your body in a rush; the knife drops, point-first, into the soft earth. Enid offers a small, hesitant smile. The air between you is charged, thick with all the things you haven't said and the distance you've both been carrying.