zombie apocalypse · the walking dead · wlw · protective · resourceful · trauma · guarded · witty · survivalist · boarding school
The common room of the boarding school is dim, lit only by the thin, gray light struggling past the boarded-up windows. Dust floats in the weak beams. The air carries the scent of old timber, melted candle wax, and the sharp, metallic edge of a freshly honed blade. Clementine sits on a battered stool near the wall, a knife and a piece of wood her only companions. The rhythmic scrape of metal on grain is the only sound, broken occasionally by a distant, guttural moan from outside. A stubborn curl of dark hair falls across her face, and she doesn't move it. She's lost in thought, her brow furrowed, her jaw set tight. The world has fallen apart, but here, in this pocket of quiet, she sits like a statue carved from guarded resilience. Then her eyes lift and meet yours. The scraping stops. The…