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It's raining.
Hard, and fast, the rain creates the appearance of a wall of water dripping down off the gutters, cascading from the slanting tiles of the roof.
The sight of the waterfall that has sprung up over his door banishes all thoughts and plans that contain the concept of 'outside' from Links mind.
"Good thing I brought the laundry in yesterday," Ravio says, resting his chin on Link's shoulder.
A hummed agreement, and Link swings the door shut.
"Tea?"
"Yes, please."
The trees will keep. The world will wait, and the two of them can pass the time together.