Dinodas brushed the tears from his face as Autumn approached. He could see there was pain in her own face, and he knew he was not alone in the parting.
"Hello, Dinodas," Autumn said, walking along beside him.
"Hello," Dinodas said, looking rather embarrassed.
"Your sister Ann is very nice," said Autumn. "You'll probably miss her."
"I will," replied Dinodas. "I suppose you think me foolish, a hobbit lad at 32 years old, crying because he's leaving home for awhile."
"I don't think you foolish. I'll be leaving my brother, and I feel no less sorrowful than you. Besides, we all know that we might not come back."
Dinodas felt a smile come to his face. Autumn understood.
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In the fury of the moment I can see the Master's hand
in every leaf that trembles, in every grain of sand.
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