The dawn came on with stealthy and deceptive speed and painted the clouds above the great river in subtle talcum shades of pink and grey.

We rested there, while the dawn painted the clouds with a deft brush.

It lightened, and soon dawn painted the heavens with increasingly bold colors, which the waves reflected back.

Real dawn painted the sky in faint pastels as the four vehicles fled away from the mountain, leaving a temporary peace in their wake.

When the dawn first painted the eastern sky with thin, gray light, Darian was still wide awake, but poor Val had fallen asleep where he sat!

Now, as dawn painted the East with strokes of crimson and gold, he strode the gilded planking of the dragon ship and drank deeply of the clear, cold, salt breeze, which lifted the gray fog from the green face of the Western Main.

The stars wheeled, uncaring, over his despair until dawn painted the promise of light over the eastern horizon.

The dawn was painting the eastern sky the colours of lemons and ripe apricots when Aboli climbed the hill again to where he had left Hal.

When he woke, dawn was painting the eastern sky behind the southrons pink.