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. 
                                          
 Fox   Body  Pressing   Close.  Its  Eyes 
 Opening  His, Asleep  But  Staring  Into 
 Its Pupils, Into The Surface Of The Sun.