| S T O R Y |
Travel .... Encounter .... Desire .... Mock .... Climax
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| D A N C E |
I sit on a platform which represents my watery palace. I face to my left and open
the doors of my palace by a stylized hand gesture..
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I turn to my right and get ready for
flight. I extend my left arm three times to call on my magic powers. |
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| M U S I C |
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