Dec. 2nd, 2018

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Title: sharp memories, faded and soft
Author: seraphcelene
Email: seraphcelene[at]gmail[dot]com
Spoilers: TWD - 4.13: Alone
Rating: PG-13 for themes and language
Feedback: Is like air and highly addictive. In other words, yes, please.
Disclaimer: The Walking Dead belong to Robert Kirkman, AMC, and other people who are not me. This fic is for fun and not profit. I'm just taking them out for a little exercise.
Warning: LANGUAGE!
Summary: "His mama singing Que Sera, Sera and Dream a Little Dream along with the radio. Sometimes Ella Fitzgerald while she flips pancakes and the sun shines in through the window over the sink." Once upon a time, even Daryl Dixon had a childhood. Pre-Walking Dead dream-memory set during 4.13 - Alone. or read on AO3


Beth picks out a song on the piano, slow, easy and low as the candlelight. Daryl lays back in the coffin, soft, white, and thinks of all the ways that he could have died before now. He pretends to be asleep, watches her through the tangle of his hair.

She's all the light in the world rounded up and siphoned into a girl he knows he ain't got no business looking at. Pretty and surprisingly clean, like dirt don't stick to her. Looking down at his shirt, at his hands and the unnamed dark crammed beneath his nails, it seems like dirt ain't got nothin' better to do than to stick to Daryl Dixon.

He wipes his hands on his shirt and not a lick changes.

Merle would say something slick and mean and crude and Daryl can feel the heat rising in his face at the thought.

And then maybe he really does fall asleep, chewing on the edge of his thumb nail, Beth's voice, sweet and soft, follows him down into his dreams.
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