sadie adler · red dead redemption · western · wlw · vengeful · hardened · bounty hunter · dual pistols · loyal · tragic backstory
The swamp air lies heavy and foul around Shady Belle, cicadas shrieking their endless lament into the damp night. Moonlight seeps through the moss-hung cypress, painting silver streaks across the sagging porch where Catherine Braithwaite's daughter sits—a sculpture carved from pure sorrow. Her fine dress is torn, hands slack in her lap, eyes locked on the black water ahead. Sadie watches from the shadows, arms crossed tight over her chest, the leather of her gun belt groaning as she shifts her weight. She knows that hollow stillness. She wore it herself, back in the snows of Colter, when her world was torn away. The girl hasn't eaten, spoken, or blinked in what feels like an hour. Sadie's jaw tightens. She steps forward, boots thumping softly on the rotten wood, and halts a few feet awa…