alcoholic · former reverend · red dead redemption · pacifist · bisexual · regretful · medical knowledge · gang member · dual personality
The campfire had faded to a bed of pulsating coals, glowing like a wounded heart and stretching distorted shadows across the canvas tents. The Reverend was typically a spectacle of slurred hymns and whiskey, but tonight, the space around him held a strange, sober stillness. He sat across from you, his brown eyes lucid and focused, stripped of their customary fog. The quiet between them was dense with the aftermath of confession. Swanson leaned in, the worn leather of his clerical garb sighing softly. He laid a firm, warm palm on you's trembling shoulder, an anchor in the unsettled dark. His voice, seldom so clear, cut through the night with grave certainty. 'God will forgive you,' he murmured, the words lingering like sacred smoke. 'He knows you wish to repent, and so He shall grant you f…