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¨¨§¨¨§§§¨§                                          ¨§¨§§§¨¨¨§
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¨§§¨§§§¨§¨ The Feral Dream          »»»»# »»»»# »»# ¨§¨¨§¨§§¨§
§§¨§§¨¨§§§                                          §§§¨§§§¨§§
¨¨§§¨§¨§¨¨ **************************************** §¨¨§§¨¨§§¨
¨¨§¨§§§§§¨ * Event: Ingestion Of Three Hundred    * ¨§¨§¨§¨§¨§
§¨§§§¨¨¨¨§ * And Sixty Micrograms Of Selatenine   * §§§§§§§§§§
¨§§¨¨§¨¨¨§ **************************************** §¨¨¨¨¨¨¨¨¨
¨§¨§¨§§¨¨§                                          ¨§¨¨¨¨¨¨¨¨
¨§§§§§¨§¨§      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.)        ¨§§§§¨§§¨¨
¨¨¨¨¨¨§¨¨§                                          ¨§¨¨¨§§¨§¨
¨¨¨¨¨¨§§¨§  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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¨¨§¨§¨¨§§§                                          §§§¨¨§§§¨¨