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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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