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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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