Oh. [He hadn't considered that he wouldn't know at all.] At the doll festival on the river the boats began hurtling themselves back towards the shore rather than drifting down the river. As we tried to force them away from the bank we noticed that the dolls were strange. The straw dolls had the visage of gods. The traditional form of gods that some of the new gods had taken up the mantel of. But only those who have disappeared.

There were paper dolls as well and they were made to look like some of the new shinki. Again those who have disappeared from the heavens. All of them were damaged in some way, burned or torn.