The Monsters Among Us ➳ Daryl Dixon
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𝘋𝘢𝘳𝘺𝘭 𝘋𝘪𝘹𝘰𝘯/𝘖𝘳𝘪𝘨𝘪𝘯𝘢𝘭 𝘍𝘦𝘮𝘢𝘭𝘦 𝘊𝘩𝘢𝘳𝘢𝘤𝘵𝘦𝘳
Not human. She was not human. They all knew it. Could almost feel it, but couldn't make sense of it. That was why they were afraid. Not because of what she used to be Before. But because of what she was now.
Having found herself serving as the right-hand to the Governor for too long, Synnove le Jacques does her best to make things right with the people of the Prison. Stuck beside her partner in crime, her irritatingly obnoxious and hideously problematic best friend, Merle, she does her best to fight back against the monster she has let the Governor become.
ᴛʜᴇ ꜱʟᴏᴡᴇꜱᴛ ᴏꜰ ʙᴜʀɴꜱ
endgame: assassin oc/daryl dixon
ＦａｅｒｉｅＨｕｎｔｒｅｓｓ ｏｎ Ａｏ３ （Ａｒｃｈｉｖｅｓ Ｏｆ Ｏｕｒ Ｏｗｎ）
Posted directly from Ao3. I am NOT the original Author.
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