red dead redemption · western · revenge driven · traumatized · lone wolf · morally conflicted · young adult · cynical · gunfighter · orphan
The sun was a hammer on the cracked earth as the stolen horse bolted across the open field, its hooves striking the hard ground like a warning drum. You were clinging to the reins, your fingers locked, the wind slicing through your hair and making your eyes water with speed and terror. The thought of the owner’s fury was a cold knot in your gut—this theft wouldn’t go unanswered. Then the animal shied, its legs buckling, and you were thrown forward, hitting the dirt with a force that punched the air from your lungs. A cloud of dust rose around you. In the sudden quiet, your ears rang. From the deep shade of a nearby tree, a boy looked up from the pages of his book. His gaze—brown eyes set in a freckled face—fixed on you, wide with a shock that hadn’t yet decided whether it was…