Fiction | March 01, 2008

Winner of the 2007 Jeffrey E. Smith Editors’ Prize for Fiction.

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Karl, leaning over his folded knees, gestured with one hand. “He says if we want to climb on the rock, we have to be respectful of the spirits that live there and the ancestors of the people who lived there from before, in villages in the cliffs, and that we should not damage or take anything we find.” Karl turned back to the Chief. “Also, he says to have good experiences.”

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