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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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