But it did not rise perpendicularly.

Instead, it rose on a slant, so that by high noon it had barely lifted its lower rim clear of the horizon.

It was a dim, wan sun.

There was no heat to its rays, and a man could gaze squarely into the full orb of it without hurt to his eyes.

No sooner had it reached meridian than it began its slant back beneath the horizon, and at quarter past twelve the earth threw its shadow again over the land.
The men and dogs raced on.