“There! There it is again! What language is that?" From the bed, Roarke shifted. "I believe it's known as rooster." With the weapon at her side, she stared at him, slack-jawed. "Are you fucking kidding me?" "Not a bit. It's morning, more or less, and that's a cock signaling the dawn." "A cock?" "I'd say. I don't think Sindead and her man want you to stun their rooster, but I have to say, Lieutenant, you make a fascinating picture." She heaved out a breath, set her weapon down. "Jesus Christ, we may as well be on another planet." She slid back into bed. "And if your cock gets any ideas about signaling the day, remember I've got a weapon.” CockRoosterSignaling The Day Book:Indulgence in Death Source: Indulgence in Death
“The human body when kept in an indoor environment of low lux light will not realize that it is daytime, as it cannot sense the increasing levels of daylight that the genetics are accustomed to. As such, by late morning your body may start sending a signal for you to sleep!” HumansBodyLightHumanitySleepLevelsMorningEnvironmentHuman NatureHumanIncreaseEnvironmentalSensesSignalsAccustomedHumanity And SocietyLight And DarknessEnvironmentalismGeneticsDaylightSleepingHuman DevelopmentSenseSleepyHuman BeingBody LanguageDaytimeOutdoorsBody Of ChristLevelLightsBody Mind SpiritEnvironmental DegradationMorning SunMorningsLuxMorning PersonBody And MindMorning QuoteOutdoorIndoorSignalSendIndoorsSendingIncreasingSenses Of The SoulIndoor PersonMorning PeopleSignaling The DaySleep Spells Book:Electrical Forensics Source: Electrical Forensics