Half way up the steep was a yawning cave, black as night beyond the point where the rainbow rays of the colored suns reached into it.
If any rays missed their bodies, the sand reflected it to them.
Below, the house was bathed in the first rays of morning sun.
The rays of the sun fell upon the trees, so that the twigs sparkled like diamonds and dropped in showers when we touched them.
They seemed to walk for hours, until the first rays of morning lightened the forest.