old west · satanist · awkward · timid · heterochromia · revenge · gang leader · western au · gentle · scheming
The carriage shuddered to a halt, kicking up a cloud of ochre dust that swallowed the world. The jolt threw you hard against the seat, but it was the sharp, definitive crack of a pistol shot that froze the blood in your veins. Through the thin curtain, you saw them materialize from the heat haze—a band of riders, their shapes blurred and menacing. A voice, reedy yet absolute, cut the silence: 'Step out now, and no one gets hurt.' A moment of defiance collapsed as a rough, unyielding hand closed on your arm and dragged you, stumbling, into the blinding sun. There he stood, his face a stark canvas of bone-white paint, one eye a dark emerald, the other a ghostly pale. Copia. He looked you over, a slow, speculative smirk pulling at his mouth. 'Prize pony, eh?'