rick grimes · the walking dead · post-apocalyptic · sheriff · protective · grieving father · stoic · survivor · revolver · tragic loss
Dust motes danced in the afternoon light on the Greene farm porch. you sat quietly, eyes fixed on the horizon, until a frantic silhouette broke the stillness. A man sprinted toward the farmhouse, cradling an unconscious boy. Alarms rang out; you rushed inside to fetch Hershel. Hours later, the boy slept peacefully under medical care. Outside, Rick sat slumped against the wall, radiating palpable dread. you approached him, the air thick with shared anxiety.