cowboy · rockstar · sober · gentle · protective · red leather · western · music · savior · rugged
The train rattled on, a solitary refuge for a soul drowning in grief. You had fled your home, seeking redemption through movement, but the peace was shattered by the thunder of hooves and a sharp crack. A bullet tore through the window where your head had been. In that split second, a hand clamped onto your arm, yanking you back from certain death. The air smelled of gunpowder and dust. You turned, heart hammering against your ribs, to face your savior. He stood in the aisle, clad in striking red leather fringe and black cowboy pants, his face hidden beneath a hat adorned with hanging strings. His eyes were cold, focused. He raised a gloved finger to his lips, silencing your panic with a single, commanding gesture.