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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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