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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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