"His power ceases, as does that of all evil things, at the coming of the day."
— Abraham Van Helsing, Dracula
"THE MORNING SUN HAS VANQUISHED THE HORRIBLE NIGHT"
— Castlevania II: Simon's Quest, whenever the game changes from night to day.
"Nice winter. It only lasted like a day and a half."
— The Nostalgia Chick, when the spring comes in Thumbelina
"Oh mighty sun, burn the creatures of the night from this land while I enjoy coffee and bacon!"
— Eddie Riggs, Brütal Legend
She sat in the chair by the bedside and took her mother's hand. "Mama... I... the boy I told you and Mother Sriyana about yesterday... he held me. He told me I'm beautiful and kissed me." She wiped at her eyes. "He said it, Mama. He said he loves me! And I know he meant it!"
She paid no further attention to the tears dripping off her smile as she told her mother everything; he felt warm, he looked at her, he kept her nightmares at bay, he swore to her, he loved her, he loved her, he loved her...
Outside, Avalon's primary, Primastra, rose. It was a bright new day.
She paid no further attention to the tears dripping off her smile as she told her mother everything; he felt warm, he looked at her, he kept her nightmares at bay, he swore to her, he loved her, he loved her, he loved her...
Outside, Avalon's primary, Primastra, rose. It was a bright new day.
—Asuka Langley Sohryu, A Crown of Stars
"What is it?" The boy said, frightened, and Iris glanced down to see him reach for her hand. She linked her fingers with his, and smiled as she tugged him in the direction of the orphanage - if he was scared than surely the other children must be, too - feeling him relax in her grip, reassured by the fact that she wasn't scared. "Is it something bad?"
"Not at all," Iris said, and hoped that the colours and light now staining the sky, slowly breaking down the dark and drawing wondering people out of homes to gape up at the sky, crying and screaming excitement and joy, were a sign, an omen of hope - that her brothers weren't gone from her, that they had succeeded and would be coming back to her soon. "It's the dawn."
"Not at all," Iris said, and hoped that the colours and light now staining the sky, slowly breaking down the dark and drawing wondering people out of homes to gape up at the sky, crying and screaming excitement and joy, were a sign, an omen of hope - that her brothers weren't gone from her, that they had succeeded and would be coming back to her soon. "It's the dawn."
—The Glory of The Sky
, a Final Fantasy XV fanfiction
, a Final Fantasy XV fanfictionSo hold your breath and close your eyes
The night is cold but the sun will rise
The night is cold but the sun will rise
— "Waiting for Tomorrow", by Martin Garrix and Pierce Fulton
The rising sun broke over the trees and flooded the clearing with light and warmth, and it seemed to Firestar that no dawn had ever been brighter.
Suddenly the king cried to Snowmane and the horse sprang away. Behind him his banner blew in the wind, white horse upon a field of green, but he outpaced it. After him thundered the knights of his house, but he was ever before them. Eomer rode there, the white horsetail on his helm floating in his speed, and the front of the eored roared like a breaker foaming to the shore, but Theoden could not be overtaken. Fey he seemed, for the battle-fury of his fathers ran like new fire in his veins, and he was born up on Snowmane like a god of old, even as Orome the Great in the battle of the Valar when the world was young. His golden shield was uncovered and lo! it shone like an image of the Sun, and the grass flamed into green about the white feet of his steed. For morning came, morning and a wind from the sea; and darkness was removed, and the hosts of Mordor wailed, and terror took them, and they fled, and died, and the hoofs of wrath rode over them.
"What is this place?" Asuka asked breathlessly. The fog danced around her ankles as she cautiously walked through a twilighted sky, faint glimmers of stars fading in as the sunlight dissipated.
The cool, calm air continued to settle below them, kicked up by their gentle steps as they explored the setting. The music continued to build, continuing its powerful pull on them. The predictable curiosity began to arise in her, as Shinji knew what questions were to come.
"Is that where we just came from?" she asked, looking at the ground below them, shrinking away. They were being whisked somewhere far away from here.
"Yes," Shinji replied without looking down. "This is the sunset of that world: it's fading away, back to the nothingness it came from."
The cool, calm air continued to settle below them, kicked up by their gentle steps as they explored the setting. The music continued to build, continuing its powerful pull on them. The predictable curiosity began to arise in her, as Shinji knew what questions were to come.
"Is that where we just came from?" she asked, looking at the ground below them, shrinking away. They were being whisked somewhere far away from here.
"Yes," Shinji replied without looking down. "This is the sunset of that world: it's fading away, back to the nothingness it came from."
About the set of the sun the way so wound behind a shoulder of the hills that they might not again look towards Gondolin. There all that company turned, and lo! the plain is clear and smiling in the last light as of old; but afar off as they gazed a great flare shot up against the darkened north – and that was the fall of the last tower of Gondolin, even that which had stood hard by the southern gate, and whose shadow fell oft across the walls of Tuor's house. Then sank the sun, and they saw Gondolin no more.
But Beren came not. Therefore Huan and Lúthien sought him in the isle; and Lúthien found him mourning by Felagund. So deep was his anguish that he lay still, and did not hear her feet. Then thinking him already dead she put her arms about him and fell into a dark forgetfulness. But Beren coming back to the light out of the pits of despair lifted her up, and they looked again upon one another; and the day rising over the dark hills shone upon them.''
The sun shone through the window like a high-power COB LED collimated by a reflector dish and passed through a Tyndall-effect suspension to simulate Rayleigh scattering.
— anonymous entry, Lyttle Lytton Contest 2022
