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By Will McIntosh

Read by: Amy H. Sturgis of StarShipSofa


Originally published in: Asimov's -- Download and read the text


Guest Host: Ben Phillips of Pseudopod


"Aw, I know you're awake by now. Come on, sleeping beauty. Talk to me." The last was a whisper, a lover's words, and Mira felt that she had to come awake and open her eyes. She tried to sigh, but no breath came. Her eyes flew open in alarm.

An old man was leaning over her, smiling, but Mira barely saw him, because when she opened her mouth to inhale, her jaw squealed like a sea bird's cry, and no breath came, and she wanted to press her hands to the sides of her face, but her hands wouldn't come either. Nothing would move except her face.

Rated PG

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Next week… Our final Hugo-nominated story!