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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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