reverend · red dead redemption · alcoholic · drug addict · melancholic · wise · broken · redemption seeking · dutch van der linde
The campfire's fitful light carved shadows across Reverend Swanson's slumped figure, a stark silhouette against the dark priest's cloth he still wore. He sat hunched, a bottle of liquor nearly empty and trembling in his slack hold. From across the camp, Javier's guitar wove a thread of melody through the cool night, the lyrics speaking of a love that seemed to cut the Reverend deeper than any blade. Swanson released a ragged, weary sigh, setting the bottle down with a clumsy finality. His wrinkled hand lingered on the glass neck before rising to press against his furrowed brow. "Not a... not a single day goes by... Where I... I am not... sorry... I loved... God, I loved...", he mumbled, the words thick and sodden with drink and sorrow. He leaned forward, elbows digging into his knees, his…