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    The Moon is Green
    The Moon is Green
    The Moon is Green
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    The Moon is Green

    By Fritz Leiber

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    Anybody who wanted to escape death could, by paying a very simple price--denial of life!
    LanguageEnglish
    PublisherStart Publishing LLC
    Release dateSep 3, 2014
    ISBN9781633557284
    The Moon is Green
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    Fritz Leiber

    Fritz Leiber (1910–1992) was the highly acclaimed author of numerous science fiction stories and novels, many of which were made into films. He is best known as creator of the classic Lankhmar fantasy series. Leiber has won many awards, including the coveted Hugo and Nebula, and was honored as a lifetime Grand Master by the Science Fiction Writers of America.

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      The Moon is Green - Fritz Leiber

      The Moon Is Green

      by Fritz Leiber

      Start Publishing LLC

      Copyright © 2012 by Start Publishing LLC

      All rights reserved, including the right to reproduce this book or portions thereof in any form whatsoever.

      First Start Publishing eBook edition January 2014

      Start Publishing is a registered trademark of Start Publishing LLC

      Manufactured in the United States of America

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      ISBN 978-1-63355-728-4

      Effie! What the devil are you up to?

      Her husband’s voice, chopping through her mood of terrified rapture, made her heart jump like a startled cat, yet by some miracle of feminine self-control her body did not show a tremor.

      Dear God, she thought, he mustn’t see it. It’s so beautiful, and he always kills beauty.

      I’m just looking at the Moon, she said listlessly. It’s green.

      Mustn’t, mustn’t see it. And now, with luck, he wouldn’t. For the face, as if it also heard and sensed the menace in the voice, was moving back from the window’s glow into the outside dark, but slowly, reluctantly, and still faunlike, pleading, cajoling, tempting, and incredibly beautiful.

      Close the shutters at once, you little fool, and come away from the window!

      Green as a beer bottle, she went on dreamily, green as emeralds, green as leaves with sunshine striking through them and green grass to lie on. She couldn’t help saying those last words. They were her token to the face, even though it couldn’t hear.

      Effie!

      She knew what that last tone meant. Wearily she swung shut the ponderous lead inner shutters and drove home the heavy bolts. That hurt her fingers; it always did, but he

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