Now I don't feel as if the sky is going to swallow me up.

The eastern sky was just going pink when they set out.

The sky goes away in the dark, and everything gets so big.

The sky had gone from white to yellow, and the wind was picking up.

The sky goes on forever, and it is almost always blue.

By the time they'd finished their dinner, the sky had gone dark.

Now, we are told, the sky is truly going to fall - and this time it's about control.

Behind them, in the east, the sky was going pink.

The sky went on forever, and the landscape seemed to do the same.

Away in the west over the roofs the sky was going dead black.