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¨§§¨¨§¨¨¨¨                                          §§¨¨¨§¨¨¨§
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¨§¨§§¨¨§¨¨                                          ¨§§§¨¨¨§¨¨
¨¨¨§§§¨¨§¨                                          ¨§¨§§¨¨¨§¨
¨¨¨§¨§§¨¨§ The Feral Dream          ~~~~# ~~~~# ~~# ¨¨¨§§§¨¨¨§
§¨¨¨¨§§§¨¨                                          ¨¨¨§¨§§¨¨¨
¨§¨¨¨§¨§§¨ :::::::::::::::::::::::::::::::::::::::: ¨¨¨¨¨§§§¨¨
¨¨§¨¨¨¨§§§ : Event: Ingestion Of Three Hundred    : ¨¨¨¨¨§¨§§¨
¨¨¨§¨¨¨§¨§ : And Sixty Micrograms Of Selatenine   : ¨¨¨¨¨¨¨§§§
§¨¨¨§¨¨¨¨§ :::::::::::::::::::::::::::::::::::::::: ¨¨¨¨¨¨¨§¨§
§§¨¨¨§¨¨¨§                                          §¨¨¨¨¨¨¨¨§
¨§§¨¨¨§¨¨¨     A Gentle Transformation Occurs.      ¨§¨¨¨¨¨¨¨§
¨§§§¨¨¨§¨¨                                          ¨¨§¨¨¨¨¨¨¨
¨§¨§§¨¨¨§¨   First, Just An Isolated Prick In The   ¨¨¨§¨¨¨¨¨¨
¨¨¨§§§¨¨¨§ Fingers, Which Could Be Nothing. Except  ¨¨¨¨§¨¨¨¨¨
¨¨¨§¨§§¨¨¨   There Is A Tension That Wasn'T There   §¨¨¨¨§¨¨¨¨
¨¨¨¨¨§§§¨¨                  Before.                 ¨§¨¨¨¨§¨¨¨
¨¨¨¨¨§¨§§¨                                          ¨¨§¨¨¨¨§¨¨
¨¨¨¨¨¨¨§§§    Joy As A Television Static Spreads    ¨¨¨§¨¨¨¨§¨
¨¨¨¨¨¨¨§¨§  Slowly Up The Arms. (Old Limbs Falling  ¨¨¨¨§¨¨¨¨§
§¨¨¨¨¨¨¨¨§        Asleep For The Last Time.)        §¨¨¨¨§¨¨¨¨
¨§¨¨¨¨¨¨¨§                                          ¨§¨¨¨¨§¨¨¨
¨¨§¨¨¨¨¨¨¨  Next Is A Private Moment, And We Must   ¨¨§¨¨¨¨§¨¨
¨¨¨§¨¨¨¨¨¨   Look Away For A Bit. But Whatever'S    §¨¨§¨¨¨¨§¨
¨¨¨¨§¨¨¨¨¨   Happening Doesn'T Sound Unpleasant.    §§¨¨§¨¨¨¨§
§¨¨¨¨§¨¨¨¨   Short Breath, Moans, Bones Breaking,   §§§¨¨§¨¨¨¨
¨§¨¨¨¨§¨¨¨  Maybe; But These Are Raptorous Things,  §¨§§¨¨§¨¨¨
¨¨§¨¨¨¨§¨¨          They Are Exultations.           ¨¨§§§¨¨§¨¨
¨¨¨§¨¨¨¨§¨                                          ¨¨§¨§§¨¨§¨
¨¨¨¨§¨¨¨¨§  For A Split Second, The Room Is Devoid  ¨¨¨¨§§§¨¨§
§¨¨¨¨§¨¨¨¨    Of Life. But Then, The Evening Sun    §¨¨¨§¨§§¨¨
¨§¨¨¨¨§¨¨¨  Finds Something New On The Floor. In A  ¨§¨¨¨¨§§§¨
¨¨§¨¨¨¨§¨¨  Pool Of Primordial Water, A Shivering   ¨¨§¨¨¨§¨§§
§¨¨§¨¨¨¨§¨       Fourlegger Opens Their Eyes.       ¨¨¨§¨¨¨¨§§
§§¨¨§¨¨¨¨§                                          ¨¨¨¨§¨¨¨§¨
§§§¨¨§¨¨¨¨    There Is A Second Blooming, And A     §¨¨¨¨§¨¨¨¨
§¨§§¨¨§¨¨¨    Third, And A Fourth. Struggling To    §§¨¨¨¨§¨¨¨
¨¨§§§¨¨§¨¨  Rise, Finding The Unexpected Strength   ¨§§¨¨¨¨§¨¨
¨¨§¨§§¨¨§¨  Of The New Body, Falling Headfirst Into ¨§§§¨¨¨¨§¨
¨¨¨¨§§§¨¨§                New Urges.                ¨§¨§§¨¨¨¨§
§¨¨¨§¨§§¨¨                                          ¨¨¨§§§¨¨¨¨
¨§¨¨¨¨§§§¨  Escaping Through The Glassless Window.  §¨¨§¨§§¨¨¨
¨¨§¨¨¨§¨§§      Outside, The World Is Waiting.      ¨§¨¨¨§§§¨¨
¨¨¨§¨¨¨¨§§                                          ¨¨§¨¨§¨§§¨
¨¨¨¨§¨¨¨§¨                                          ¨¨¨§¨¨¨§§§
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§§¨¨¨¨§¨¨¨                                          ¨¨¨¨¨§¨¨¨§
¨§§¨¨¨¨§¨¨                                          §¨¨¨¨¨§¨¨§