Hand in hand they walk barefoot through the ferns, on the moss. Sometimes they stop. She stands on her toes and he bends over. They kiss. It is hot. The sun is standing still. He stands in front of her, legs wide apart, his hands on her shoulders. He holds her face against his chest, and caresses her hair. He looks up to the trees. What is he thinking? And the others who are watching him, what are they thinking?
Sterremix is played on a pentagonal stage, surrounded by the audience, who can see how the players unfold the pentagonal prism until only a pentahedron remains.