Thousand Cranes - pg. 144

He gazed at the eastern sky for a time, as if to retrieve something stolen.
The clouds would not be heavy; but he could not tell where the star was. The clouds broke near the horizon. The faint red deepened where they touched the roofs of houses.
"I can't just leave it," he said aloud. He picked up the pieces again, and put them in the sleeve of his night kimono.