As I walked through the park in the dark, candles lit the path toward the shrine.

The torii which mark the entrance to the shrine, lit up in the dark.

A priest (or king?) and a young disciple maybe, talked to each other in a strange sing-songy voice - my friend said it reminded her of Noh theater, something I'm hoping to see in Tokyo soon.

The priest, at times, cried.

We left around the time when a scary-looking white-masked robed figure entered, slowly walked around menacingly, and finally sat next to the priest and a young cherry blossom tree.

Good times!

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