18
Jan
doubt …doubtlessly one of the most feared emotions, besides love, is coursing through nervs veins as he steps out of the shadows behind the waif child attempting to wrap his mind around how he could stop himself from killing the poor girl. daggers in hand he made a quick clean swipe at her throat as well as stabbing her in the back right through the heart making it silent and almost bloodless, you really couldnt stop the juglar spurting though so nerv put gloved hand around her neck and slowing the blood flow a little bit. doubt wracked his whole being “should i have killed this poor thing” he thought to himself, and suddenly everything went white fire in his mind a kind of fire that only a few have survived using his teachings he calmed it down but found himself taller , more broad in the shoulders and faster as he ran ..ran from the scene from his nightmare and from the only women he ever loved lying dead now on her floor. all from orders , doubt controled him now made him think fuzzily, muddled he stopped and looked in the water by the manor…and found he wasnt himself any more, a night elf now and forever ….what was i he thought human …? kinda fit ?
so he ran far into the night and lost himself in the turmoil
doubt….