Riding with Kyle, who steered Shadowcaster not far behind Drake, Girard, and Daniel, Sierra stared, fascinated by the city crowded with activity as her group set out for the train station early the next morning.
The open-air fish markets, which carried fresh seafood from the pier, and street merchants stocking tables with vegetables, sweet fruits, and fresh-cut flowers, captivated her.
She spotted Haitians with pushcarts that flaunted jangling huge earrings, voodoo trinkets, and incenses.
A kaleidoscope of trim cut people moving down the streets on horseback, in carriages or merely strolling, impressed her. Not even during Jadesville's harvest festivals had it ever become this lively.
"Kyle, look over there." Sierra pointed, her eyes narrowing as she tried to put the scene unfolding b
