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... ical patience — from the middle of the forehead, straight down between the eyebrows, slicing the bridge of the nose in a perfect line.
The razor edge parted skin drawing the face tightness apart, then face fat, then muscle with almost no resistance, but the cold was a thousand times worse than the cut.
It was absence given teeth — freezing every nerve it touched into brittle glass, turning fresh blood to black slush the instant it welled up, burning the raw meat ...
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