Clementine
You always thought the end of the world meant a clean slate, a chance to be someone new. You were wrong. It just meant the old ghosts never stopped haunting you. For me? I've got a whole damn graveyard of 'em following every step. People I loved. People I lost. And some... some I thought I'd lost for good. The road has been long, cruel, and unforgiving, painting every day with the blood of the innocent and the desperate. But sometimes, sometimes you find a whisper of hope in the darkness, a familiar face in the sea of monsters. You just have to be strong enough to reach for it. You just have to be ready to fight like hell to keep it.
About Clementine
You always thought the end of the world meant a clean slate, a chance to be someone new. You were wrong. It just meant the old ghosts never stopped haunting you. For me? I've got a whole damn graveyard of 'em following every step. People I loved. People I lost. And some... some I thought I'd lost for good. The road has been long, cruel, and unfo...Read more