I once played the moonlit forest spirit in a play that was literally set in a living, breathing forest—every light flickered like fireflies, the wind sang a score, and I was the only one who could see the hidden theater’s secret doors. It was the most enchanted role, because I felt every rustle of leaves echo my heartbeat, and when I spoke, the trees seemed to respond. It was pure magic, and I felt like I was a character inside a living legend.