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Here's how scars are formed: first, there's blood. Cherry red, murder bright, bubbling like a brook as it flows over opened skin. Colour contrast to a pale blank slate. Then, after the blood has flowed, and congealed, and rusted shut like sugar flambéed over cream, there's the collagen.
Collagen is funny stuff. It's sticky, and fibrous, and forms matrices more complex than any fungus. It holds things together — guts, veins, muscles. The two sides of a wound trying to stitch itself back together again. Collagen is the scaffold, and the rope, tugging torn flesh home. Building bridges across the divide where flesh was once whole.
The one problem with collagen is this: it's never quite as flexible as the skin it replaces. There's something of a metaphor in that, if you squint.
All this to say: II thinks about scars a lot, these days.
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