It rises from the mist like a phantom mountain, a vision of impossible grace. Before the city of Himeji awakens, the castle claims its own private dawn. At first light, a chill wind sweeps the Harima Plain. A solitary observer watches as grey fog parts, revealing something that seems to breathe. This is Himeji Castle, known to the world as Shirasagi-jō. The White Heron Castle. Its brilliant whi...
