In the silence, when Tsubasa Watanabe begins to dance with his diabolo, the contourless souls melt together like the drifting fog there, and a unique session begins with everything that is there.

It is the form in which the spectacle is enveloped by the spectators who happen to be there that creates the momentary contours of the city, and at the centre of it all, the voices of souls who face their fears and fears of life and burn with passion will be heard in the form of poetry.