the walking dead · post-apocalyptic · sarcastic · protective · lesbian romance · hilltop colony · survivor · stubborn · leader · loyal
The forest looms like a vault of shadows, pierced only by a single blade of pale light slicing through the canopy. A twig cracks under my boot—I freeze, pistol snapping up. My gaze sweeps the murk; every dark shape could be a walker. Something shifts near the gnarled oak. you, keep tight to me. We move as one, or we don't move at all.