|A piece featuring my WD OC, Jeanie Hepburn, alongside the inimitable Daryl Dixon.|
TWD: The World Changed, Not Us - Chapter 4Chapter 4 - RaceTWD: The World Changed, Not Us - Chapter 4 by Minty-Nutmeg
Slowly trickling down, glinting in the morning light, skipping over the chunks of bile coagulating on the smooth steel blade, the murky drop of walker blood fell to the ground, staining the sidewalk as they continued on. Looking vaguely behind them, eyes darting about distractedly as he kept an eye out for the signs of a mob on their tail, Glenn softly edged Jeanie's trembling arm further over his shoulder, letting loose a gentle whoosh of air as she tripped over an abandoned suitcase, instinctively shifting closer to him for support.
In truth, she was holding him up as much as he was holding her, both still exhausted and broken, muscles chafing against bone and aching terribly as they walked, limping with a deeply throbbing pain penetrating every movement. Deciding that he had caused enough agony to her gaping shoulder wound, guiltily observing as she tried to pull a sweater on when they stopped for a brief reprise back at an abandoned MARTA station, grimacing with th
TWD: The World Changed, Not Us - Chapter 3Chapter 3 - HaltTWD: The World Changed, Not Us - Chapter 3 by Minty-Nutmeg
Blinking up at the heavy clouds dragging by, diluting the intensity of the beam of light burning the ground beneath him, Glenn felt his leg quiver with a sudden shot of tenseness, a crick in his neck quickly forming as he grunted quietly, blood leaking lightly from a scratch on his arm, dripping onto his shirt. Beside him, absently trailing her wounded fingers over her bloodstained arm, Jeanie stayed quiet, her head leaning awkwardly against a stray brick, legs haphazardly folded over each other as they trembled minutely, supported by her bulging bag full of supplies.
For a while, they had been sitting there, falling back for a much needed rest after introducing themselves to one another, finding themselves suddenly drained of any strength to stand. They hadn't spoken at all since then, stuck in silent ponderings and subconsciously trying to avoid shafts of blinding light as they tried to relax somewhat ineffectually. Glenn didn't have the wits about him to suggest the
It's That Time Again...EDIT: OK! Two things have been edited! The deadline has been extended so that people have plenty of time over the holidays to work on your entries! And also, a new RULE has been added!! ^^It's That Time Again... by DA2-Rivalmance
Yes, my lovlies - it's contest time again!
I'm sorry it's been so long since anything's been posted! We've all had a lot going on in reality and it's been a very difficult summer for all of us. Well, especially for myself lol! But now I'm back, getting settled and hoping to kick this Group up a notch! So for all of you wonderful people, I have another contest!
This contest will be centered around song. So, you have the chance to make this as wonderfully colourful as you wish.
What You Need To Do
Pick Your Favourite Song of ALL Time
Draw/Write a Piece of Art Dedicated to That Song
It's that simple! You need to find a song that really speaks to you, that always makes you feel something - be that sadness, anger, mirth or humour. Then you need to put
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