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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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