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¨¤¨¤¨¤¨¤¨¤ INSIDE   ON   THE  FLOOR,   TWO  GLOWING ¤¨¤¨¤¤¨¤¨¤
¨¤¨¤¨¤¨¤¨¨ SQUARES OF SUNLIGHT  FLOODING IN THROUGH ¤¨¤¨¨¤¨¤¨¤
¨¤¨¤¨¤¨¤¨¤ THE  DECORATIVE WINDOWS.  SLOWLY  MAKING ¤¨¤¨¤¤¨¤¨¤
¨¤¨¤¨¤¨¤¨¨ THEIR  WAY  ACROSS THE ROOM,  EVENTUALLY ¤¨¤¨¨¤¨¤¨¤
¨¤¨¤¨¤¨¤¨¤ COMING ACROSS HIS  BODY. LIKE  TWO  ARMS ¤¨¤¨¤¤¨¤¨¤
¨¤¨¤¨¤¨¤¨¨ REACHING HIS  STOMACH, AND THEN INTO HIS ¤¨¤¨¨¤¨¤¨¤
¨¤¨¤¨¤¨¤¨¤ RIBCAGE,   GRIPPING   SOMETHING   THERE. ¤¨¤¨¤¤¨¤¨¤
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¨¤¨¤¨¤¨¤¨¤ FOX   BODY  PRESSING   CLOSE.  ITS  EYES ¤¨¤¨¤¤¨¤¨¤
¨¤¨¤¨¤¨¤¨¨ OPENING  HIS,  ASLEEP BUT  STARING  INTO ¤¨¤¨¨¤¨¤¨¤
¨¤¨¤¨¤¨¤¨¤ ITS PUPILS, INTO THE SURFACE OF THE SUN. ¤¨¤¨¤¤¨¤¨¤
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