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Do you know fear? Snow girl did. The inside of fear, snow girl knew, was like the inside of a wet animal pelt. The fresh hide was ribboned with white, glossy with fat, the feel of muscle not far away—the pot where it bubbles. That exposed, stretched skin. That is how fear feels. When you have been gutted from the inside out and lost everyone and you are trying to replace your insides. When someone could just come and place their hand there, feeling your wetness, and you hope the hand is safe. That is what fear feels like.
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