Something
I wasn’t prepared for when I walked into the theater to see Tornkid was
that I would slowly become a part of the play. 
The first scene seemed to have more characters on set than I’m used to
seeing in the introduction to a story, as a series of people sitting on pillows
at the edge of the audience played silent ancestor spirits of the main
characters, clapping their hands to send signs to our hero and narrator,

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