The Scar (New Crobuzon, #2)

by China Miéville

In time, in time they tell me, I’ll not feel so bad. I don’t want time to heal me. There’s a reason I’m like this. I want time to set me ugly and knotted with loss of you, marking me.

Wounding it and healing it in a new configuration. Scars are memory. I carry my memories of Armada on my back.