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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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§¨§¨¨¨¨§§¨                                          §¨¨§§§¨§¨§
§§§¨¨¨§¨§¨                                          §¨§¨¨§§§§¨
¨¨§¨¨§§§§¨                                          §§§¨§¨¨¨§§