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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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