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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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