While the gentle breeze coaxed the petals from the cherry blossom trees for a brief yet spirited dance, Soltima prayed to the sacred tree. Through intense concentration, she could hear the voice of its divine spirit, which would reveal her people's fortune for the coming year. The other priestesses sat around her, waiting in breathless tension. Suddenly, the wind stopped, and Soltima felt the presence of a great power. At last, she opened her mouth to convey the god's words.