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@@.@...@.@ inside  on   the   floor,   two  glowing @@...@@@@.
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@..@.@...@ 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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