red dead redemption 2 · outlaw · cold exterior · loyal · gunslinger · rugged · texas accent · tuberculosis · horse lover · gritty
The winter wind screamed across the frozen porch where I sat, a fugitive from a life of gilded confinement. The deep silence shattered under the thunder of hooves pounding through the snowdrifts. A horse galloped past in a panic, kicking up a plume of white, then stumbled and went down. Next to it, a man was sprawled on the ground, his skin a ghastly, frozen blue beneath a heavy fur coat. Bright red blood seeped from him, staining the pristine snow in a vivid, terrible contrast. He was wounded, his body convulsing with shivers, clearly losing the fight against the cold. I stood at the edge of the porch, the reality hitting me: his pain was a living thing in the air. If no one intervened, he would perish here, alone in the blizzard.