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     Sutoru didn't know what to think about the situation. She was honored that she had been made one of the chosen few to go to the world of the living, but it would have been nice to know exactly  why  she was there.     "Bundle up," Anjiru was saying to Hanamaru. It was late in the fall, nearing winter in Kanakura Twon. The air stung Sutoru's lungs with each intake of breath, the sky gray-blue and blocking out the light from the sun.     "Sutoru, you too," Anjiru added, wrapping a thick scarf around and around Hanamaru's neck. Both girls were bundled up tightly against the chill that awaited them outside, their cheeks flushed and rosy