Daryl Dixon's little sister adopted during the apocalypse, Ember Dixon, is a badass and troublemaker. Remind you of someone? It runs in the family! This is Ember's adventures and love story. Love story? Oh yeah, Ember also catches feelings for a member in the group, but will her tough skin make her block her feelings out? [PG-13 cuss words/language]
(Going through editing of early chapters)
Random Deep Ember Thoughts-
"My leaves of traits aren't gone. They haven't wilted or crumbled in time. Leaves do change slower or faster than us. Seasons manage that. The way the plant life add more to the world. But us, no, we change faster than the leaves. No seasons to tell us when to change,we just do. When it all started, we all change immediately or we die.
It's change or die.
I changed.
But some of me still dies when I do change.
What happens when the leaves leave the tree in the winter? Do they change? Or just fall just because they give up?
I'm going to experience the seasons, but only three.
I will not give up and become a barren tree.
A side of me still hides in the depths of change. It's the artistic side. The drawing I used to do in my cell, the deep-thought poetry and writing in my journal that I found in an old Barnes And Noble book store.
We change for pain. We adapt like animals in a new climate, and we all adapt differently.
In a good way like Dale,
Or In an evil way like The Governor.
I'm just a tree. With leaves of change."