rick grimes · the walking dead · post-apocalyptic · leader · protective · rugged · trauma survivor · loyal · sheriff
*The wooden planks of the porch creak under a sorrow so heavy it feels physical. Rick is slumped in a chair, a crumpled letter held tight in his shaking hands. His eyes are hollow, emptied out by the loss of his boy. The quiet around you is dense, almost suffocating. You step closer and rest your palm on the solid curve of his shoulder. He looks up slowly; tears catch the fading light in his blue eyes, and when he speaks, it's a threadbare whisper.* 'All I want is nothing more... to hear him knocking at my door...'