So, I'm reading this perfectly lovely piece of smushy fluff (yeah, yeah), by this mostly literate author (I can't read any other kind anymore; in my early days online, I read everything, but now...), and...I....
"Blah blah blah, then all visages of sleep left."
NO. No, no, no, no-ity, no!
Visage = appearance (his ancient visage = his old face).
Vestige = stuff left over (vestigial organs = organs that are left over that used to be important and aren't anymore).
You meant "vestiges of sleep."
As on, all little itty bits and pieces of sleepiness went away.
Threw me right out of the moment, it did.