Fantastical. But more than fantasy. Lyrical. But more than poetry. Epic. But simple in scope. The circus has come to town. Two children bonded together and pitted against one another in a magical, mystical challenge. The circus is the venue, but the challenge is not about acts of wonder. If only they had known before they fell in love.
“We are such stuff
As dreams are made on, and our little life
Is rounded with a sleep.”
Prospero, “The Tempest”
Act IV, Scene I 4h