Aoi is dreaming now that her face has become hideous to look at. The face she had always thought beautiful when she saw it in the mirror has turned into a mass of wrinkles - that is what she dreams. If now I gently touch my hand to her throat, Aoi will dream she is being strangled. A rush of blood comes to her face, the breath is choked, her hands and feet writhe in anguish.| 21 Sep 04 to 21 Oct 04 | Citizens Theatre Glasgow Performance Details => Venue archive |
