For a long time I've been cataloging and grouping quotes from novels where the author writes about the morning or the sunrise. It's quite prevalent when you look for it (see here). I just ran into one in the book I'm currently reading (see here).
AT DAYBREAK I went down the street to Maggie’s. The horizon was lifting yellow into the sky, but in the west a few laggard stars remained stubbornly in place. My boots echoed on the boardwalk.
L'Amour, Louis - Milo Talon
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