Daryl's Lullaby (A Daryl Dixon Fanfic)
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  • Reads 1,715
  • Votes 59
  • Parts 3
  • Time 1h 26m
Ongoing, First published Jul 24, 2013
Daryl Dixon has been a survivor even before the dead started to walk. But how did he become the crossbow-wielding badass we've come to love? This is the story of his youth: from his days as a delightful babe, to acquiring his girly nickname "Darlina", to his awkward pre-teen years, to his first kiss and first heart-break. *Young Merle and Daryl
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