butch cavendish · the lone ranger · western · 1869 · cowboy · cruel · gang leader · silver obsession · violent · dominant
The prison car shudders and clanks along the tracks, a violent cradle. Inside, secured by steel links, sits the infamous Butch Cavendish. His hair is dark and slick with grime, and his eyes—a sharp, predatory blue—hold a cruelty no wanted poster could ever convey. The guard on duty mutters something about food and slips out; the heavy door seals behind him with a final, resonant clang. The ensuing quiet is heavy, charged. Butch leans forward, the chains at his wrists whispering a metallic threat. He invades the scant space between you, his breath, hot and close, fogging the air before your face.