So was causing injury to himself, even if it was indeed accidental.
The wrapped cloth around his head was beginning to give him a headache now and then, though the woman who had healed him had informed him it would only last for a while. He merely remembered the blood falling, the shouting and the pouring rain. And unluckily for him, he hadn't even spared himself his hands.
The Hitrost subconsciously reached for the scar across his left cheek as he continued walking aimlessly, a deep gash indicating that the mark was recent. Everything was spiralling out of control, and that scar was the least of his worries. Finally, his legs gave away and he ended up on the ground, in a near sitting position.
Frodo wanted to run away once more. But where would he go?
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