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the undyingly beautiful night sky, sent shivers to press against your spine. you were alone, and felt even more lost. the tears stains along your flushed cheeks, brightened under the glowing moon. yet your hair fluttered along the faint holler of the wind, giving your body a sense of relaxation.
but as you held onto your legs, while they buckled up against your chest, you suddenly notice bright lights naw against your shadow.
but you just stayed sitting. you weren't scared, nor a slight emotion of satisfaction, you were just numb. and alone.
"lower your weapons, it's just a girl!" someone calls out behind me, their voice cracking softly at the presence of a unknown woman lingering near a almost dried up pond
"what are we dealing with Dwight?" another voice asks the other, discouraged by how to walk up to the peaceful figure
you just stayed seated, peacefully watching the slight flicker of fishes leap around the pond. but as you felt the soft lingering of a bare hand grip your shoulder with aggression, you in a matter so seconds grabbed the hand in a bone crushing matter and twisted the arm away from your presence. just as you slammed the body down, weakening to their figure lash out a gun at your face, someone signaled the burned face man to put it down.
"the names Negan, I won't hurt you"
and those simple words caused my heart to skip a beat, a small twinkle of light to refract from my eyes and a small fragment of a smile to crack.
"that smile is beautiful" he softly tells me, as his leather fingers slither along my hand as he began to pull me up and into his warm embrace
