[X]: I spend the next few enjoying the festivities, eating pastries, and trying not to freak out with jitters, then I got Itsukushima shrine, at sunset, to meet who wrote this, and I hand them my poetry in response.
[X]: I go to the Seimei shrine, and ask the priest there for help. He's old, and smart, and perhaps he knows what this all means. He also seems like a kind person, so he probably wants to help me.