Your hair, night though it was, is drying with a most bewildering hint of gold.

His hair had dried in unruly curls around his face.

His hair was drying into a tumbled sea of dark waves.

She would just have to tough it out until her hair dried, she thought.

Her hair had dried, and it shimmered in the sun.

Faizah's hair had completely dried by the time they climbed back up to the town.

In the hot sun his hair had dried to its normal glossy, animal black.

Her hair had dried to a wild mane of curls.

His hair had dried, and was beginning to rise in its usual wisps.

When the hair dried, it would stay up all day.