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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.     ¨¨¨¨¨¨¨~§¤
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¤¤¤%%§†~.¨   First, Just An Isolated Prick In The   ¨.~†§%%¤¤¤
###¤%§†~.¨  Fingers, Which Could Be Nothing. Except ¨.~†§%¤###
##@#¤%†~.¨   There Is A Tension That Wasn'T There   ¨.~†%¤#@##
#¤§††.¨¨¨¨                 Before.                  ¨¨¨¨.††§¤#
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#@#¤%§†~.¨    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.           ¨.~†§%¤#@#
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¤§§†~~.¨¨¨  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.       ¨.~†§%¤#@@
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#@#¤%§†~.¨     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.                ¨¨¨¨¨.~†§¤
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¤¤§~~~.¨¨¨  Escaping Through The Glassless Window.  ¨¨¨.~~~§¤¤
¤¤¤§§†~.¨¨      Outside, The World Is Waiting.      ¨¨.~†§§¤¤¤
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