I'll go with one of you and come back with the other." "But--Carette!--" "You should not have left it so late, you see." And with that I had to be content, though it was not at all to my mind, since I had looked for more.
...

The eastern sky was filled to overflowing with pure thin light.

The edges of the long dark banks of cloud that lay in front of it were rimmed with crimson fire.

And from every quarter where the shadows lay gray clouds streamed up to greet the sun.

They crept up the heavens, slow and gray and heavy, but as they climbed they lightened.