030 Drowning a Guilt

“Another bottle, Keerava!”

 

“Do you have the coin? Otherwise, hit the road!”

 

“I have! Look!” She seems impressed. Don’t know why. Maybe she have never met Khajiit that actually HAD money. Maybe she never met a Khajiit referring to himself by word ‘I’. Doesn’t matter. Here’s next bottle and I need it. Everything went to the dogs since I came to Riften.

 

Since I was a small kitten, I lived in shadows. Picking locks, stealing from pockets… That was my life. That was my love. I had only two rules. Never steal from poor as they don’t deserve it. And never ever shall anyone die during or because of my theft. Those two rules were sacred for me. They were like a law. But I broke one of them.

 

“It’s easy” they said. “Nobody gets hurt” they said. “Just switch a potion” they said.

 

Stupid Khajiit! What are the rules? Never believe your client, no matter how well they pay!

 

Why I didn’t leave? Why I had to wait to see, what will happen? Oh… gods. Just flash and where once stood a person, there was just a pile of ash and burned clothes. That person is dead now. And all because of me!

 

Another bottle empty. Why I can’t drown this guilt? I can’t hide from it. Can’t drown it. Maybe run form it?

 

No, I have to do the right thing now. At least this time! I had to! I’ll just go and tell that wizard what I have done. And if I get lucky, he will kill me quickly with a sword.

 

I am proud Khajiit! I won’t run from it!

 

This one won’t run from it…

 

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