Ariel was perched up on the vast, marbled railing overlooking the dance floor. Wonder danced in her blue eyes as she watched real, live humans move gracefully across the hall like she’’d always imagined they could. She read of the human-invented art of dance in the books she’d uncovered from ship wrecks of course, but she never thought she’d get to see it for herself, let alone with her own set of legs with which to join in. Excitedly, Ariel bounded off the railing, all-too-eager to get down there with everyone else. In her excitement, she lost her footing and stumbled clumsily into someone next to her. Clutching at their shoulders she giggled apologetically. “Sorry, sorry. I’ve got two left...what’s the word...oh, feet!” She flushed in spite of herself and laughed again. “Maybe I should practice walking before I do any dancing...” She mused aloud to the person she was still holding onto.















