In the night Randal's guides bring him to the Kumano Kaeda Shinto Shrine. ‘850-year-old,’ thought Nobo, of a tree near stone steps. ‘Camphor,’ he thought. ‘Camphor?' thought Randal. 'What about the burning bark?’
‘We don’t burn the bark.’
A moon lurked overhead. Randal realizes that he must go along with this, ...all of it.