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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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