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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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