
“You’re gonna miss me so bad when I’m gone, Daryl Dixon.”


Looking over her shoulder she could see his legs, tangled in the sheets from earlier activities and finally resting after months stuck in a perpetual doomsday. They were safe now. She couldn’t miss that sleeping. But her small lips weren’t smiling. She was just restless, an earth-real being trapped in this world. And there was nothing that he could do to save her.
