Hi!
So, I have the original version of this story on my profile under the title The Divide. But as I was going through everything, I began to hate myself. A lot of things were rushed, plenty of grammatical errors and I had no sense of organization. But! Hopefully I can fix that up in the new version we're reading right now. Plot holes will be filled and other things will be explained. How about we start with the basics?
Summary: What makes you think they're so dangerous? Maybe they're just tryin' to protect each other.
Set: First season and so on. It skips around.
Warning (s): Extreme violence, graphic rape, consensual sexual violence, psychopathic tendencies, cannibalism, possible three ways and lust triangle – plus a few other things I don't want to give away just yet. You will be warned of the content at the top of each chapter, no worries. I don't believe its right to subject an entire story to an M rating when there are just a few chapters with rough content. Daryl is far from the sweet hearted angel we see in Walking Dead. If you read the original version of this story, you will understand what I mean. Story will be in third person.
"God is love, But
Satan does that
thing that you love with
his tongue."
I believe I was normal once.
Long ago, when I was still in my jammies, watching Saturday morning cartoons while I sipped on my juice.
I believe that was the last time I had good thoughts.
I believe. . .
I don't know what I believe anymore.
Maybe I may believe there are good people out there. Maybe I believe that we can make it out of the holes we dug ourselves into when the world ended. Maybe I can believe that I can be forgiven for all that I have done.
Maybe, just maybe, I believe that I won't go to Hell when he finally puts a bullet in my head.
But I doubt my story will have a happy ending. And soon, so will you.