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Acushla- TWD fanfic

Acushla- TWD fanfic

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WpMetadataNoticeLast published Sat, Dec 10, 2022
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Isla yarrow, a young woman taken in by a community after being out in the open world after two long years. Her mom, Francine yarrow, has dementia but sticks close to her daughters side not knowing of anything else to do. When she meets Daryl Dixon and the group he is a part of her life changes dramatically. She sees more death and even has to kill herself to become a survivor. That's what you have to do in a world like this. Acushla comes from the Irish Gaelic cuisle, which can mean 'darling' but more literally means 'pulse' or 'vein'. It's an adaptation of the Irish Gaelic a cuisle (oh darling). Cuisle was also sometimes paired with ma to give us macushla (my darling). "Isla do you know why Rick picked you?" Abraham asks watching me. I shake my head no staring straight at the road as my other hand grips the steering wheel tightly. "He picked you because you're strong. You know what you're doing and you've dealt with things like this before. He picked you because he knew you could handle it. So get your shit together. Throw on some big girl panties and do it. Be the woman we all know you can be." Abraham says.
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"I didn't shoot her because I was 'brave'... I shot her because she was my daughter, and I didn't want her to walk around and be one of those flesh eaters..." I explained to John. "John, I'm not a leader, if anything, you're the leader." I told him. "No, man." John said with a laugh. "You are. Think about it Aaron, think about it." John said before he walked away. It has been 2 weeks into the apocalypse. Things aren't going to be easy for the group as they realize danger is closer than they thought. People are adapting to the new world, but some aren't adapting very well. Will the group be prepared for what's coming for them? Or will everything fall apart before they can even try to stop it?

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