Mist began rising off the trees when the early sun struck them.

All my life the early sun has hurt my eyes, he thought.

She awoke with the early sun full in her face.

The early sun was shining, the air bright and clean.

And in the golden light of the early sun they saw something not far off that made them shout for joy.

The early sun cast a little warmth down on them.

Through the long night ride she had been hidden from him by the darkness, but now the early sun played upon her, and he stared.

It has big portions and faces east, catching the early sun.

How beautiful, thought Jason, was this city of his people with the early sun on it and the women singing.

She squinted against the early sun and saw the city wall crowded with men.