Lou,
I know you have a lot of hate in your heart, but I also know you have a lot of love. In a way I guess that makes us alike. For a long time I was full of so much anger, rage almost. I hated the world and I hated what I'd lost and I took it out on the people that I loved. I wasted so much time that now I don't have enough to make up for the things I did wrong. Don't let your pain get the better of you too.
Negan is the same.
Whatever he lost turned him so feral that he lost sight of what was good in this messed up world. You need to show him the way, like you did for Nicole, for me and undoubtedly what you'll do for Judith. I need you to make this a better world for them. It isn't difficult to create peace...not when there's already so much death.
I know in years from now I'll be forgotten. Nobody will remember my voice or what I looked like or even what I've done. They'll only remember how I died of a walker bite; but hopefully they'll remember how I was bitten. Today, I saved a doctor, a man that will help heal more of our people. I did something good. I did something right - and so can Negan. The fighting can end today, it just takes one person to speak up. My death could be the start of something beautiful. Please, don't let it be the ending to a story that barely started.
Our people are the beginning of a future full of joy, family and love. Eventually, they have to make room for more...even if those new additions came into their lives at one of the worst moments. The Saviors can be taught that killing isn't the only path. Negan can be taught that killing isn't the only path.
I'm telling you this because I believe that you're the key. I think you're the only person that could get through to a man like him...because I believe you know what it's like to be him. You understand his torment. You are the answer, Louise.
The last thing my mom told me was that I was going to beat this world. I know now that I'm not.
But you can.
- Carl Grimes
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When the dead roam - (Daryl Dixon)
FanfictionNot a single cell in her body was scared. Nobody should be scared of death anymore; it's inevitable. Each direction you took still ended with a dead body. Another loved one to bury and mourn. In the end, death is the only certain aspect of life.
