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“Vivian, look!’ chirped Kate, looking up at the amber skies. ‘It’s a sundog!’ Vivian stared into the waking light of Christmas dawn and saw not one, but two rising suns. ‘They’re rare, these. Must be the low-hanging ice crystals creating an echo. A mirror to the sun.’ Like an enormous blade of Æbe’trax, the parhelion had parted the sky in two sectors – one small and made out of dawn, the other large and moulded by nightfall. Each side was dominated by its own mirror-sun, strung across the low firmament like two Christmas baubles. Vivian squinted. The larger sun was grazed by a shadow.” — Louise Blackwick
Vivian, look!’ chirped Kate, looking up at the amber skies. ‘It’s a sundog!’
Vivian stared into the waking light of Christmas dawn and saw not one, but two rising suns.
‘They’re rare, these. Must be the low-hanging ice crystals creating an echo. A mirror to the sun.’
Like an enormous blade of Æbe’trax, the parhelion had parted the sky in two sectors – one small and made out of dawn, the other large and moulded by nightfall. Each side was dominated by its own mirror-sun, strung across the low firmament like two Christmas baubles.
Vivian squinted. The larger sun was grazed by a shadow.