He stood in the center of the scale, with the silver-gray weights constantly added to reality on his right, and the perfect world weaved for him by his loved ones on his left.
The scales were swaying, and he was also swaying between reality and his lover. He was squeezed between ideals and determination and was forced to complete a waltz of death and redemption.
The giant curtain falls, and the characters in the play also slide towards reality in a futile struggle.
At least, he has witnessed many of the most bizarre gifts in the world, and has owned all the most wonderful treasures in the world...
"This is just a fairy tale, don't take it seriously..."
Purpose: Tell a story that belongs to "me", a story about struggle and hope