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text-align: justify;"At first, it was just the cough that came back. Then, like a regular cold, it was intermittent bouts of fever. Illness was rare to us, we, who watched the village plunge into war and then the peace of alliance. We, who sat through generations of wolves howling forward and backward into time. We, who never aged. We, who woke up to each other and slept with each other's names on our lips and hands tangled in each other's hair. /p