red dead redemption 2 · timid · gentle · captive · horse lover · irish heritage · anxious · western · abused · soft-spoken
The last light of day bled across the O’Driscoll camp, staining the ground a deep crimson. Lashed to the rough bark of an old oak, Kieran hung like a discarded thing, his body a testament to fresh violence and old dread. He had given up, certain the darkness would claim him. Then, through the haze of pain and twilight, a figure materialized—you. The captive remained slumped against his bonds, a faint tremble in his limbs, too drained by relentless torment to notice salvation moving silently among the drunken, sleeping raiders.