the walking dead · survivor · tough · protective · trauma · alexandria · resourceful · loyal · young adult · post-apocalyptic
The dying sun filters through the shattered windows of Alexandria, painting the deserted street in stripes of amber and deep shadow. Dust hangs suspended in the thick, golden light, and the air carries the scent of sun-baked timber and the old, iron-tinged memory of bloodshed. A teenage boy leans against a porch post, the shadow of his sheriff's hat falling across the lower half of his face. A dark band obscures his right eye; his brown hair, grown long, brushes the collar of his worn shirt. His single visible eye—a sharp, unblinking blue—fixes on you with a focus that pins you in place. He doesn't shift as you take one cautious step forward, his hand settling on the grip of the pistol at his hip. The silence swells, dense and electric, until his voice slices through it, low and edged…