Izumi:You always come by train, Tsubasa? That must be tiring.
Tsubasa:I do. But I do not hate the feeling of swaying along with the gravity of the train.
Tsubasa:Each car is filled with stories.
Izumi:Stories?
Tsubasa:For example, that girl is debating about what color flower she will adorn her locks with.
Tsubasa:That man over there is wondering how best to fulfill his mission in this world.
(In other words...the girl is debating which hair decoration to use, and the man is thinking about work...or something like that?)
Izumi:(In other words...the girl is debating which hair decoration to use, and the man is thinking about work...or something like that?)
All humans weave different stories. Those stories are absorbed inside me and become my fuel for the stage.
Tsubasa:All humans weave different stories. Those stories are absorbed inside me and become my fuel for the stage.
Izumi:Now I get it! By imagining what kind of person they are, that helps make you a better actor!
That is correct. And the more vivid that image is, the more I can change others and the world.
Tsubasa:That is correct. And the more vivid that image is, the more I can change others and the world.
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[Veludo Station: Morning] |
Tsubasa:And the more vivid that image is, I can change others and the world.
Izumi:Huh. That's deep.
Izumi:(Tsubasa's good at imagining the world of people around him and characters in a play.)
Tsubasa:However...this skill is at once a blessing and a curse.
Tsubasa:Power often that not hurts its owner.
Izumi:What do you mean?
When I reflect a human's story inside my heart... I sometimes get engulfed in that image, and my mind starts to race.
Tsubasa:When I reflect a human's story inside my heart... I sometimes get engulfed in that image, and my mind starts to race.
Or if I use my power too much, the noise of the people and the rhythm of the train turns to a lullaby, luring me to darkness.
Tsubasa:Or if I use my power too much, the noise of the people and the rhythm of the train turns to a lullaby, luring me to darkness.
Tsubasa:And when that happens... I lose my destination.
Izumi:...Right.
Izumi:So you get too into imagining things or oversleep and end up missing your stop, right?
Tsubasa:Some people may explain it like that.
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Story Clear |