Literature
The Walking Dead: Broken Hallelujah
With my love and my sadness I come before you lord
My heart's in a thousand pieces maybe even more
There was a long space in between when the gunshot rang out and when the crying started that was filled with broken promises, crushed hope, and perhaps even a bit of damnable relief that it was all over, the the closure had finally come, that the waiting was over. For better or for worse was the one thing that was not clear in that space, and it brought more waiting, more necessary uncertainty that clouded the bright and sunny air of the farm.
Herschel, to his credit, was less angry than the group collectively expected. For a long moment he