song is hold, release, rakshasa, and the carcass

[waraeyayomae]

Hold, release. [ A subtle, swift motion by the Narrator's hands, from one side to the other. Symbolic. Wind blows, west to east. The earth turns. Time marches on. It seems she speaks not to only the mun, but to all. ]

You have done much of one. It is time for the other. [ Dark eyes stare unblinking at her audience; then, palms upwards, the eyes in the middle of her palms slowly open. ]

Saa, let us begin...