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July 29, 1935 - The Shenandoah Valley, Northern Virginia
Despite the lack of the moon, the star-speckled heavens shone brilliantly -- radiant enough for the Blue Ridge Mountains to throw stark shadows across the grassy field below. Eleven-year old Gabrielle Ortello walked halfway across the meadow with her mother, then took off running to catch up with her lean, intangible, naked friends. There's just no way to be intangible and clothed at the same time.
The four other girls had almost reached the dense stand of pine trees on the other side, and as Gabrielle ran, her mother, also intangible and naked, called out those all too familiar words: "Watch out for people!"
Gabrielle waved without looking back. "I know, Mama," she said, rolling her eyes. "I know."
She had heard it all a thousand times. Make sure no one sees you walk through the tree trunks. Make sure no one sees you pass in and out of the boulders.
What was Mama worried about?
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Edmund R. Schubert is the author one novel, Dreaming Creek, and approximately 40 short stories, about half of which can be found in the collection, The Trouble with Eating Clouds. He's held a variety of editorial positions, currently serving as editor of Orson Scott Card's InterGalactic Medicine Show. An anthology of IGMS stories, co-edited with Card, was published by Tor in 2008, followed by a second one in 2012 from Spotlight Publishing. He also edited and contributed to the non-fiction book, How to Write Magical Words: A Writer's Companion, a collection of essays about the craft and business of writing, written by several members of the writing blog MagicalWords.net. Schubert still insists, however, that his greatest accomplishment came during college, when his self-published underground newspaper made him the subject of a professor's lecture in abnormal psychology.
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