Five years after the world ended, Emery Walsh has survival down to a routine: reinforce the fence, burn the husks, fix what still runs, don’t expect anyone to answer back. Her homestead is secure. The silence is predictable. Safe.
Until it isn’t.
When something breaks through the static of her ever-present radio, Emery is forced to confront the one thing more dangerous than the dead or the living—
Hope.
In a world where being alone has kept her alive, a single voice might be the most reckless thing she’s ever heard
Have you ever thought to yourself... hmmm, a mowalsh zombie post-apocalyptic au would be good? well look no further! chapter one is here!



















