| 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.. | I turn
to my
right and
get
ready for flight. I
extend my left arm
three times to call on
my magic powers. | ![]() |
| M U S I C | |||