Shadowshaper

From Shadowshaper : "It's salsa!" Sierra laughed, her feet stepping naturally in time with Robbie's. "Not exactly, but close enough." The music swirled around them, moved with them, for them. Sierra saw little old couples tear it up, putting some of the awkward younger folks to shame. Two eight- or nine-year-olds spun happily past. The song surged as the crowd swelled, or was it the other way around? Sierra couldn't tell anymore. Didn't even care. Something in a far corner caught Sierra's eye and she swung Robbie around to get a better look. The vast murals churned and swayed in time with the music. The elegant soldier leapt from his peak into the sky and found himself a pretty angel to swing with. The classy fellow and his death bride spun wild circles from one wall to the next. The pretty black mermaids formed a dancing ring around one of the dragons, who appeared to be showing off a sultry two-step. Sierra closed her eyes and let the other dancers, the swirling paintings, the whole spinning city around her fade into a colorful blur. Excerpted from Shadowshaper by Daniel José Older All rights reserved by the original copyright owners. Excerpts are provided for display purposes only and may not be reproduced, reprinted or distributed without the written permission of the publisher.