Dayshield

The lamps overhead were beginning to dim; in a few minutes, the dayshields would slide back, revealing the transparent canopy and allowing the remote suns to peer in—dispassionate observers hidden behind the veils of distance.

Caleb continued to hold his gaze until the familiar grating of the dayshields lowering diverted his attention back over to the terrace doors.

The shelter of the day-shield moved across the heavens; the wise Lord had covered over the path of the sun with a sail in such a way that men dwelling on earth could not detect the mast-ropes, […]

“They used it but they had better weapons. Sunblades, lightspears, dayshields, armour made from sungold. They picked up the knowledge from the Angels of the Sun when they warred against the Old Ones in the Dawn Ages of the World.”