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10. Your muse walks in on mine harming them self.

The knife was in his hands and his wrists were bleeding as he sat on the floor of his room, crimson blood running down and dripping onto the wooden floor. There were tears running down his face, and one dripped on the cuts with a sting of salt, but he ignored it as he pressed the knife to his skin again. His ears picked up the sound of footsteps, heavy and obviously not elven, but he could not bring himself to care.

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Fili was in a hurry to find Legolas. Nobody had seen him in quite a few hours, not to mention that Fili had to leave for Erebor that evening. Fili opened the door to their chambers and saw the elf sitting on their bed.
Fili’s eyes widened when he saw the crimson liquid roll down Legolas’s wrists and when he saw that it was obviously self-inflicted.
“L-legolas?”