Still Here.

Still Here.

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Fanfic
The Walking Dead
Who am I? Where am I? And why is there blood through my hair? Three questions no-one really plans to ask them when wake up in the middle of the forest. I don't remember much, I know I speak English, my hair is blonde, I'm surrounded by dead bodies and from what I can tell it the middle of the apocalypse.
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I am extremely proud of this work, so please if you are inspired by it or just want to talk! Let me know, I would love to chat and even share ideas <3 Daryl Dixon×Fem!Reader Things in the reservoir camp had stayed relatively quiet. Apart from some of the arguments that'll break out but you can only expect that when strangers take shelter together. Y/n was a survivor of the city, brought in by Glenn. You were thankful for the kindness from the stranger but the same behavior wasnt shared from the rest of the group. Supplies are tight and tension gets high everytime a newcomer is brought in. The Dixon brothers dont miss a beat to make sure and cause a scene, going on and on about supplies and how thin we are stretched. The speeches have droned on but no one listens to them, especially when they come from a couple hillbillies. Days went by the same, hardly any words spoken your direction unless it was snarky comment or small talk from Glenn. Changes started taking place when a fellow named Rick Grimes showed up.

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