Rimwalkers is narrated in the first person by Tory Moore as she recounts the story of that special summer almost twenty years ago that changed so many lives. She sees the events of that distant adolescent summer with the clarity that comes from maturity, yet her adult recollections of youth are charged with the poignancy and angst of growing up and finding her inner self. Vivid descriptions and sensory details make the farm setting, an area as "old as bones," take on a personality of its own with its heavy-dewed mornings and its warm golden light of day.

Her images evoke memories of the reader's own childhood imaginings.

Farm machinery takes on the form of huge, dangerous monsters, and for Tory, lost in the corn field, the tall stalks became people closing in on her.

Rimwalkers also abounds in symbols.

A huge spider building a web...