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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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