Imagine living in the Warring States period of Japan, when one day your neighbor swears fealty to your lord and they have a celebration together, and the next day they're sending an army to kill you. Imagine men growing up under these warring lords, their role models being warriors, which is just another heroic name for murderer. Finding peace with your own death in battle was an aesthetic principle. It had to be, or what other way could you justify that kind of madness. With no beginning or end to war, death in itself had to be an honorable aim. Imagine being a woman married to a feudal lord, fearful each day that your husband will die in battle and you will be left with absolutely nothing.
On top of Tsuneyama (Mount Tsune), Princess Tsuruhime's husband and sons decide to end their own lives rather than be killed by their enemies. But the princess is trained in the arts of war, and she decides to go down fighting instead of slitting her stomach with her husband's sword. She gathers an army of 35 women to challenge the enemy to a duel, a duel that ends in tragedy, but their moment of bravery has not been forgotten.
Now we stamp our feet and sing a song of prayer. In part, this festival is a way to connect to our past, our roots. In part, this festival is a way to celebrate our love for this mountain that stands above us. The people of Utogi and I gather together for an exclusive dance.