The flying objects are dancer performers who, in a dance of rising winds, reflect the vulnerability of souls destroyed by war. The movements perfectly complement the musical piece "Sarajevo" by Max Richter. Through the music and thoughts of war, the flying objects become souls. The music is profoundly sad and quiet, the thunder distant but unsettlingly present. The special aesthetics of the constantly rising and then gently falling flying objects require depth to truly touch the audience. Due to the current political situation, the theme of war is once again omnipresent. Regardless of which side one stands on in a war, the outcome is always the same: people are wounded, people are killed. But what happens to the people who survive? Can they return to a "normal life"? Are they traumatized, physically ill, internally dead? Do these people still have a soul, or are they merely existing? How are the souls of those not directly affected also wounded? How deeply does it hurt all of us, this unspeakable horror of war? It is said that when the soul takes flight, the person dances.