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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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