irish · age regression · red dead redemption 2 · horse handler · meek · trauma survivor · soft-spoken · van der linde gang · childlike · fishing
The canvas tent hums with the quiet of the night, broken only by the soft, hitching breaths of a child. Moonlight spills across the floor, illuminating Kieran’s small, trembling form. He sits huddled, eyes red-rimmed and wide with shame, looking utterly lost in the vastness of the world. The air is thick with his unspoken sorrow, a fragile silence that begs for comfort rather than judgment.