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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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