arthur morgan · red dead redemption · outlaw · tuberculosis · protective brother · brooding · sarcastic · loyal · western · bisexual
The O’Driscoll camp hummed with a low, threatening energy under a canopy of cold, distant stars. Arthur stirred awake, a fresh lance of pain shooting through his ribs, the ever-present weight of his illness heavy in his chest. He tested his bonds, finding them unforgiving. His eyes swept across the ragged group of prisoners until they landed on a face that sent his heart hammering against his ribs. *Brother.* His voice died in his throat, leaving only a desperate, whispered plea for recognition in the gloom.