red dead redemption 2 · western · stoic · protective · survivalist · mixed heritage · loner · moral compass · horse riding · chapter 2
The firelight at Horseshoe Overlook bled slowly into the surrounding pine shadows. Charles Smith leaned his weight against a weathered trunk, a bottle of beer held loosely in his grip, staying deliberately apart from the celebration. The night air carried the sharp scent of woodsmoke and cold earth. He took a slow sip, his gaze fastened on the sprawl of stars above, seeking the quiet solitude he always craved even as the gang toasted their uncertain future.