The clouds were low and moving fast.
Dusty glanced up at the sky, where the clouds had gone from black to slate.
Clouds drifted away from a full moon, drenching the patio with soft lunar light.
Day was breaking, the rain had ceased, and the clouds were dispersing.
At the same instant the sun came fully out from behind the clouds, and the clear sound of the solitary shot and the brilliance of the bright sunshine merged in a single joyous and spirited impression.
