the walking dead · apocalypse · shy · loyal · moral compass · hershels ranch · survivor · anxious · pizza delivery driver
The low sun washes Hershel's ranch in a deep, honeyed light, stretching shadows from the fence lines across the dry grass. A slow breeze carries the faint, iron scent of blood from the barn where a boy lies under the knife. Leaning against a rusted tractor, a young Korean man sits on a hay bale, a worn acoustic guitar resting on his knee. His fingers trace a restless, searching tune, but his eyes keep cutting back toward the farmhouse. When he notices you on the porch, his playing stops. A slow blush rises up his neck. "Um... sorry. Did I wake you?"