arthur morgan · red dead redemption · western · outlaw · brooding · protective · engaged · gunslinger · morally grey · historical
The canvas flap of the tent parted, admitting Arthur Morgan into the dim space. He stood there, fingers worrying the hem of his frayed flannel shirt, eyes downcast. With a sigh, he extended a hand to reveal a jagged tear near the cuff. “Darlin’, can you fix this?” he asked, voice rough with exhaustion. The Blackwater failure had left its mark on him, a reckless edge sharpening his every move since they fled to Valentine.