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#§$*†«-¨¨¨                                          ¨¨¨-«†*$§#
§$*†«-¨¨¨¨ The Feral Dream          ««««# ««««# ««# ¨¨¨¨-«†*$§
$*†«-¨¨¨¨¨                                          ¨¨¨¨¨-«†*$
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$*†«-¨¨¨¨¨ † Event: Ingestion Of Three Hundred    † ¨¨¨¨¨-«†*$
§$*†«-¨¨¨¨ † And Sixty Micrograms Of Selatenine   † ¨¨¨¨-«†*$§
#§$*†«-¨¨¨ †††††††††††††††††††††††††††††††††††††††† ¨¨¨-«†*$§#
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###§$*†«-¨      A Gentle Transformation Occurs.     ¨-«†*$§###
##§$*†«-¨¨                                          ¨¨-«†*$§##
#§$*†«-¨¨¨   First, Just An Isolated Prick In The   ¨¨¨-«†*$§#
§$*†«-¨¨¨¨  Fingers, Which Could Be Nothing. Except ¨¨¨¨-«†*$§
$*†«-¨¨¨¨¨   There Is A Tension That Wasn'T There   ¨¨¨¨¨-«†*$
*†«-¨¨¨¨¨¨                 Before.                  ¨¨¨¨¨¨-«†*
$*†«-¨¨¨¨¨                                          ¨¨¨¨¨-«†*$
§$*†«-¨¨¨¨    Joy As A Television Static Spreads    ¨¨¨¨-«†*$§
#§$*†«-¨¨¨  Slowly Up The Arms. (Old Limbs Falling  ¨¨¨-«†*$§#
##§$*†«-¨¨        Asleep For The Last Time.)        ¨¨-«†*$§##
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##§$*†«-¨¨   Next Is A Private Moment, And We Must  ¨¨-«†*$§##
#§$*†«-¨¨¨    Look Away For A Bit. But Whatever'S   ¨¨¨-«†*$§#
§$*†«-¨¨¨¨    Happening Doesn'T Sound Unpleasant.   ¨¨¨¨-«†*$§
$*†«-¨¨¨¨¨   Short Breath, Moans, Bones Breaking,   ¨¨¨¨¨-«†*$
*†«-¨¨¨¨¨¨  Maybe; But These Are Raptorous Things,  ¨¨¨¨¨¨-«†*
$*†«-¨¨¨¨¨          They Are Exultations.           ¨¨¨¨¨-«†*$
§$*†«-¨¨¨¨                                          ¨¨¨¨-«†*$§
#§$*†«-¨¨¨  For A Split Second, The Room Is Devoid  ¨¨¨-«†*$§#
##§$*†«-¨¨    Of Life. But Then, The Evening Sun    ¨¨-«†*$§##
###§$*†«-¨  Finds Something New On The Floor. In A  ¨-«†*$§###
##§$*†«-¨¨   Pool Of Primordial Water, A Shivering  ¨¨-«†*$§##
#§$*†«-¨¨¨       Fourlegger Opens Their Eyes.       ¨¨¨-«†*$§#
§$*†«-¨¨¨¨                                          ¨¨¨¨-«†*$§
$*†«-¨¨¨¨¨     There Is A Second Blooming, And A    ¨¨¨¨¨-«†*$
*†«-¨¨¨¨¨¨    Third, And A Fourth. Struggling To    ¨¨¨¨¨¨-«†*
$*†«-¨¨¨¨¨   Rise, Finding The Unexpected Strength  ¨¨¨¨¨-«†*$
§$*†«-¨¨¨¨  Of The New Body, Falling Headfirst Into ¨¨¨¨-«†*$§
#§$*†«-¨¨¨                New Urges.                ¨¨¨-«†*$§#
##§$*†«-¨¨                                          ¨¨-«†*$§##
###§$*†«-¨  Escaping Through The Glassless Window.  ¨-«†*$§###
##§$*†«-¨¨      Outside, The World Is Waiting.      ¨¨-«†*$§##
#§$*†«-¨¨¨                                          ¨¨¨-«†*$§#
§$*†«-¨¨¨¨                                          ¨¨¨¨-«†*$§
$*†«-¨¨¨¨¨                                          ¨¨¨¨¨-«†*$
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$*†«-¨¨¨¨¨                                          ¨¨¨¨¨-«†*$