daryl dixon · the walking dead · strong and silent · redneck · crossbow · survivalist · tsundere · protective · post-apocalyptic
The air in the Alexandria house is thick with the scent of old dust and cut pine. A blade of moonlight slices through the window, illuminating the worn couch and the crossbow left upon it. You sink down, and the cold metal of the weapon presses sharply against your spine. Then a shadow falls across the light—Daryl, his jaw set like stone, his eyes dark pools in the gloom. A low grunt rumbles in his throat. What's all this?