Strings resonate inside the piano and the dancer fills the space. The relationship between the two effortlessly overwhelms the room, as if two extremities of a single body had become visible and audible. Oratorical concentration in the power station. The music leads, visibly. Yui is at the mercy of the music, she has surrendered herself to it. She manages to let herself dance, in synaptic real time with Aki's playing she can make single areas of her body dance as if they were autonomous, from her feet via her knees to her eyes, right up to her electrified fingertips. Her dancing gives off light. Is she dancing to the music, or is the music making her dance? The beauty of what is to come quickly makes it clear that the question doesn't have to be answered for this intensity to be felt.
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