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Now, the feathers of Koorookh in his flight were ruffled by a chill breeze, and they were speeding through a light glow of cold rose-colour. Then said Noorna, " 'Tis the messenger of morning, the blush. Oh, what changes will date from this day!"
The glow of rose became golden, and they beheld underneath them, on one side, the rim of the rising red sun, and rays streaming over the Earth and its waters. And Noorna said, "I must warn Feshnavat, my father, and prepare him for our coming."