The sun overhead glared down like a malevolent spirit of heat, with a single burning eye.

Then, with the sun high overhead, I collapse in the intense heat.

The faintly brighter spot which was the sun overhead grew bright indeed.

The sun overhead was strangely white and fiercely bright.

The sun overhead was a dull orange globe through the airborne grit.

I land on a checkered plain, the sun bright overhead.

Away in all directions, the three friends saw the clear blue sky, and the sun high overhead, golden and hot as it warmed them.

The sun overhead was big and bright and very hot.

We slipped between places and came out at the edge of a forest, the sun high overhead, a dusty road stretching south before me.

She became aware of warmth on her skin, and she looked up at the yellowish-orange sun high overhead.