The world is an endless forest. Everyone is pursuing the sunshine through the gaps in the trees. They don't want to expose themselves. They work hard to hide themselves, but they long to be illuminated.
This is unknown, but it is not despair.
Longing for light, longing for dreams, but met with confusion, ups and downs, and collisions.
This is a massive performance, with different life scenes, different characters, broken fragments, and their own joys, sorrows, and joys. Is it you who appears in front of me, or is it not you?
The desperate moth and the dazzling light.