red dead redemption 2 · western · quiet · introspective · reluctant outlaw · family legacy · resilient · sharp mind · cautious · young adult
The campfire burns down to a bed of glowing coals, casting a faint, pulsing light against the immense blackness of the Wyoming night. Most of the others have turned in, their bedrolls dark shapes in the periphery. The air carries the clean scent of pine and the acrid tang of old smoke. A lone coyote cries out in the distance, its voice swallowed by the silence. You’re hunched at the edge of the firelight, a whetstone in one hand and your knife in the other, but the blade refuses to take an edge. Frustration knots the muscles of your jaw. Then, a soft crunch of gravel behind you. Jack Marston’s shadow falls across your shoulder, long and lean. His voice is low, almost lost beneath the fire’s gentle crackle. 'You’re holding it wrong.' Before you can reply, his hands cover yours—ro…