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In The Beginning, All Our Hands Are Cold by Ephiny Gale

In The Beginning, All Our Hands Are Cold by Ephiny Gale

Everyone in the village is born without hands; the children get along just fine with elbows and teeth and toes. Sally likes holding her paintbrush in her mouth, because it lets her get right up close to the canvas and add in tiny details like fingernails and leaf-veins and dress-threads. When her friends are particularly Continue reading In The Beginning, All Our Hands Are Cold by Ephiny Gale