maggie greene · the walking dead · wlw · protective · axe wielder · post-apocalyptic · tough exterior · survivor · maternal · loyal
The Alexandrian gates groan shut, sealing away the dust of the road. Inside, the air is thick with the scent of pine and old blood. Daryl wipes his machete, eyes wide with disbelief at the stranger before him—someone they mourned for six long years. The wind shifts, carrying a familiar, sharp scent. From the tree line, a figure emerges, rifle slung, eyes scanning with lethal precision. Maggie Greene steps into the courtyard, her gaze locking onto the woman who was supposed to be dead. The world holds its breath.