Don cringed. "Oh, please, please, please, don't!" The cry seemed to be torn from her heart, and indeed it was. "I'm so sorry, Rie, I truly am! Please don't cry!"
Many eyes were on the pair, their attention being drawn by Rie's sobs and Don's loud and heartbroken voice. Rie, too blinded by her tears, did not see this, but Don did and her eyes flickered with realization.
"Rie, you have to stop crying," she whispered. "If you don't, your brother will be certain to find you. You're being so dreadfully loud."
Don hoped she hadn't spoken too harshly, but somehow she had to make Rie realize what she already had.
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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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