Hallow's Eve Run

It had been a sunny day, and now with a swollen moon, it was an equally glowing night. The smooth roads were primed for running. The cool air she breathed was fresh and reminiscent of autumn leaves and mist. Instinct told her that there was something vaguely disconcerting about not being able to see the ground beneath her feet, but she ignored it and through her head back up to the sky. As she passed a lamppost, she saw her shadow in the distance, her legs long and spindly. She chased it eagerly, and laughed on into the welcoming dark.