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a tribute to s2 e5 daryl dixon
"hey, what're ya moaning about in there?"
a man covered in mud was clinging to the slope, nearly halfway up the hill. his stance didn't seem too stable, his knuckles turned white from holding onto limp tree roots. he looked up through a smear of dirt and blood dried on his forehead from his tumble. his eyes were as sharp as a vulture's, yet the wounded gaze within them were as vulnerable as a cornered animal.
"eh.. just almost dyin'."
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