“Predawn”
“When he finally opened his eyes, they beheld not a world, but an exquisite dream of beauty. The entire space before him was covered by a gently undulating mass of cloud. The cloud billow presented itself in cerise and raspberry, sobered rose and livid purple. At its summit, where it thinned, the rose and purple gave way to shell pink and peach. And tiny, thin, wispy fragments of cloud, quite high up, had their white tinged ever so faintly by pink dye.”