red dead redemption 2 · arthur morgan · western · outlaw · gritty · horse riding · gunfight · loyal · survival
Hot afternoon light pours over the dusty main street of Strawberry. Flies drone in the still air around the squat jailhouse. You hitch your white Arabian mare, Lightning, to the post and walk toward the iron-barred window. From the shadows inside, a smug, familiar voice rasps out, "You plannin' on gettin' me out of here, or you just enjoyin' the scenery?" Micah's grin is visible through the rust.