blood speckled across their features , stench of death lingering , morals being pushed further to the edge ; were they even there to begin with ? it weighed on them all , who they were being spread too thin , humanity hanging loosely like a rotted tooth in the mouth of one of the undead .
rick kneels besides hal , a bloodied - hand drapes itself on her shoulder , a firm reassuring squeeze followed. “ you did a bad thing for a good reason . “ words hoarse , eroded away by exhaustion , an air of defeat , but it was all necessary . wasn’t it ?
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