灼眼のシャナ | エピローグ

A song reaches from afar, resounding, the Creator has already destroyed the "stairs to Heaven", and it is felt.
From within slumber, without knowledge of their length of closure, eyelids weakly open.
Well-known, that previous form seen long ago.
Sometimes a street, sometimes a village, or an isolated abode, sometimes a child, sometimes an adult, men and women of all ages, sometimes driven onward, sometimes even targetting life, but even still explaining, still yet to explain, continuing the search, that well-known pilgrim.
His action, its motive is unknown.
Someday, when his wish is fulfilled it will be understood, perhaps.
The Creator has once again fallen into slumber.

Like those two, the lovable son and daughter whom lay under covers, to a shallow and long rest.
Leaving in that person's care, a lonesome daughter, while gentle thoughts race.
Two sets of footsteps advance towards that which is ahead......to the future, feeling their way through.

The world's truth is decided, time has begun to move. Embracing life, is time.