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Conradin was dreadfully afraid of the lithe, sharp-fanged beast, but it was his most treasured possession.

This story reminds me of Angela Carter. As well as the epic, magical-realist struggle between oppression and freedom, there are subtle tones of (pre)adolescent questioning and sexual awakening.

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