,~»*†$#@##                                          ##@#$†*»~,
,,~»*†$#@#                                          #@#$†*»~,,
,~»*†$#@##                                          ##@#$†*»~,
,,~»*†$#@#                                          #@#$†*»~,,
,~»*†$#@##                                          ##@#$†*»~,
,,~»*†$#@# the feral dream          »»»»# »»»»# »»# #@#$†*»~,,
,~»*†$#@##                                          ##@#$†*»~,
,,~»*†$#@# **************************************** #@#$†*»~,,
,~»*†$#@## * event: ingestion of three hundred    * ##@#$†*»~,
,,~»*†$#@# * and sixty micrograms of selatenine   * #@#$†*»~,,
,~»*†$#@## **************************************** ##@#$†*»~,
,,~»*†$#@#                                          #@#$†*»~,,
,~»*†$#@##      a gentle transformation occurs.     ##@#$†*»~,
,,~»*†$#@#                                          #@#$†*»~,,
,~»*†$#@##   first, just an isolated prick in the   ##@#$†*»~,
,,~»*†$#@#  fingers, which could be nothing. except #@#$†*»~,,
,~»*†$#@##   there is a tension that wasn't there   ##@#$†*»~,
,,~»*†$#@#                 before.                  #@#$†*»~,,
,~»*†$#@##                                          ##@#$†*»~,
,,~»*†$#@#    joy as a television static spreads    #@#$†*»~,,
,~»*†$#@##  slowly up the arms. (old limbs falling  ##@#$†*»~,
,,~»*†$#@#        asleep for the last time.)        #@#$†*»~,,
,~»*†$#@##                                          ##@#$†*»~,
,,~»*†$#@#  next is a private moment, and we must   #@#$†*»~,,
,~»*†$#@##    look away for a bit. but whatever's   ##@#$†*»~,
,,~»*†$#@#   happening doesn't sound unpleasant.    #@#$†*»~,,
,~»*†$#@##   short breath, moans, bones breaking,   ##@#$†*»~,
,,~»*†$#@#  maybe; but these are raptorous things,  #@#$†*»~,,
,~»*†$#@##          they are exultations.           ##@#$†*»~,
,,~»*†$#@#                                          #@#$†*»~,,
,~»*†$#@##  for a split second, the room is devoid  ##@#$†*»~,
,,~»*†$#@#    of life. but then, the evening sun    #@#$†*»~,,
,~»*†$#@##  finds something new on the floor. in a  ##@#$†*»~,
,,~»*†$#@#  pool of primordial water, a shivering   #@#$†*»~,,
,~»*†$#@##       fourlegger opens their eyes.       ##@#$†*»~,
,,~»*†$#@#                                          #@#$†*»~,,
,~»*†$#@##     there is a second blooming, and a    ##@#$†*»~,
,,~»*†$#@#    third, and a fourth. struggling to    #@#$†*»~,,
,~»*†$#@##  rise, finding the unexpected strength   ##@#$†*»~,
,,~»*†$#@#  of the new body, falling headfirst into #@#$†*»~,,
,~»*†$#@##                new urges.                ##@#$†*»~,
,,~»*†$#@#                                          #@#$†*»~,,
,~»*†$#@##  escaping through the glassless window.  ##@#$†*»~,
,,~»*†$#@#      outside, the world is waiting.      #@#$†*»~,,
,~»*†$#@##                                          ##@#$†*»~,
,,~»*†$#@#                                          #@#$†*»~,,
,~»*†$#@##                                          ##@#$†*»~,
,,~»*†$#@#                                          #@#$†*»~,,
,~»*†$#@##                                          ##@#$†*»~,