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Hope Mikaelson body lay perfectly on the forest floor like those fair tale movies but this fair tale doesn't have a good ending....
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Season...
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*_: The Walking Dead :_*
The Doll
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"Morning Hope" he smiles at me "morning Hershel" I look up to see Daryl riding off with Nervous Nelly "crap" I grab my coffee cup "how are you feeling with ricks group?" Hershel ask me "they're good i guess" my rings click on my cup "but" his wrinkly eyes look at me "Shane I don't trust him" I hear him hum in agreement "what about Daryl?" "What about him?" I stop looking at the window and move towards the table across from Hershel "you too are get along" "we're just looking for the girl" i changed the subject and being to talk about the book he gave me.......
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It's been a couple of hours since Daryl left the farm to find the girl (Sophia) I close my diary as grab my crossbow and head out to find Daryl.....my pale fingers touch the dirt to see hoof prints "Daryl!!" I look around as I kept walking "Daryl!" My eyes look at a water fall. My body move towards it and look down to see a body "Daryl!!" I slide down "Daryl" my finger touches his neck as his blue eyes look at mine "Daryl" "H-hope" I look down to his body to see a bolt sticking out. "Shit. Daryl I have to pull this out" my hand around the bolt "...... 1 ... 2" "fucking bitch!" I put pusher on the wound and mumble a spell as I lift my bloody hand to reveal a heal cut "grrrrr" I grab my crossbow with one shoot the undead is down....
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