Spitfire

Do not follow where the path may lead, go instead where there is no path and leave a trail.

Being the tough woman she always had been, Anabel is starting to lose her grip on surviving this damned world. A feeling of giving up is constantly creeping her mind. However, a new group of people have walked into her life, can these people remind her how important it is to keep fighting. Even if it's just one?

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Authors Note: I do not own any recognizable characters from TWD. I just recently started watching the series and quite honestly, I'm addicted. I've been reading quite a few good Daryl Fanfics and decided to take a dip in the pool. I'm not overly familiar with the whole series, yet. Please, keep that in mind. I'm just going with the flow. So, some of the stuff might not fit the timeline of the show, but bear with me.

It's not how hard you push, but rather in which direction.
And if you're still breathing, you're the lucky ones.
Shadows settle on the place, that you left.
One day we'll reveal the truth, that one will die before he gets there.
We are the reckless, the wild youth.
[accidentally posted the wrong chapter. This is the correct one]
It was the flood that wrecked this home.
Our minds are troubled by the emptiness.
Destroy the middle, it's a waste of time.
Chasing visions of our future.
From the perfect start to the finish line.
A lifeless face you'll soon forget.
Well I've lost it all, I'm just a silhouette.
Cause most of us are heaving through corrupted lungs.
I can't stand to be so dead behind the eyes.
A creature in my blood stream chews me up.
Give me a touch, cause I've been missing it.
Cause we are made of all the little bones from our father.
You've got a second chance, you could go home.
You could still be what you want to be.