Preparing for Sports Festival
The horizon was painted in faint hues of orange and purple as the first rays of the sun struggled to pierce through the lingering darkness.
A serene quiet enveloped the neighborhood; only the occasional chirp of a bird punctuated the silence.
Adam stepped outside, his sharp black eyes scanning the empty streets.
He adjusted his coat slightly, feeling the chill of the morning air.
"Let's go," he murmured to himself with determination, and then, with a sudden burst of energy, he bolted toward the park.
His legs moved with a swiftness that seemed almost supernatural, the ground beneath him barely registering his presence.
Within moments, he reached the park, a calm smile forming on his face.
Today, there was something different about Adam.
He could feel it in his muscles, in his bones—a surge of energy waiting to be unleashed.
He decided to push himself harder than usual.