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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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