The diaphanous walls of Nadillia silently combine, break, and recombine. There are no doors- just gently walk through a building's filmy casing. In preparation for the city's weekly theatrical performances, stagehands will gently blow in all directions, slowly expanding the auditorium which consumes the surrounding rooms. The performers wield a particular talent to swiftly manipulate the colors that swirl along the walls. They begin by constructing the setting and forging the characters with their fingers, but then allow the subtle maneuvers of Nadillia to play out the scene until the walls explode into air with a muted crescendo. The audience chooses not to applaud since they might miss the magnificent silence.