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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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