Images appeared to me in my dreams:

The birds were held in the underworld, eerie wailing sounds were coming from their beaks; next to them was a perpetual motion machine about to burst, sputtering, twitching, hissing; the Danaids had put down their jugs and were dancing a wondrous dance with Minos, so that the earth began to move under their feet. I felt dizzy; my whole body was trembling with excitement. All the events of the universe condensed before my eyes.
Suddenly it became quiet and dark.
It has remained that way ever since. Only when I tilt my head slightly to the left I hear a soft cawing.

Kevin Sommer (bcl)

Cyrill Ferrari (g)

Lukas Briner (d)