A 10-minute shower might seem like nothing on a cold, dark morning.

In the dark morning they ate again and moved out.

Twinkle set off, into the dark morning, through the breath of trees.

But when he did a few seconds later it was to point out the flat coastline just becoming visible in the dark morning.

Then he drove away, leaving them on the shoulder in the cold, dark morning.

And it will just mean darker mornings in the winter.

And equally suddenly, I knew what had awakened me in the dark morning.

It was a foggy, dark morning with a light rain or drizzle falling.

He sat up quickly and looked around in the still, dark morning.

Has nobody considered the effect of more dark mornings on mood?