D8: Hitting the pavement (open)

[Moto Shiwahime]

The hours right before dawn where always the best for a run, she believed. Not too hot, not too cold, and the streets nearly empty except for the early laborers.

Seeing the darkness of the night be broken into earth an sky by the ever growing ring of golden sunlight heralding the impending rise of the jade sun was something she always fought to be heartening