The End of a Dream, the End of Kanon

Dreaming... I'm dreaming... A dream I have every day... A dream with no end... Red snow... A world stained red... Against the sunset sky... A small child was crying. I wanted to at least wipe away the tears he shed. But my arms wouldn't move... The tears streaming down his cheeks... disappeared into the snow. I could only watch... In vain... In sorrow... It'll be fine. So... don't cry. I promise. I wonder who those words belonged to. The dream fades to a different color... Yeah, it's a promise.

Tears.