"Why are you doing this?" I grab his arm before he storms out the house, but he just shakes me off and keeps walking. "Daryl!" I scream before he can step off the tiny porch. He turns abruptly and storms back over to me. "What?! What do ye want from me?!" He screams, the veins in his neck pop out as he breathes hard...
Ryla Jackson; a young woman who stumbled across Rick's group. During the journey to survive what the world has become; death, love and destruction stumbles upon the group. What will happen to Ryla? What will happen to the group? Will sparks fly? Or will someone end up getting killed? * Full credit goes to the make...
The end of one world is only the beginning of a new one. [Daryl Dixon]