This speech includes vague spoilers.
What Kanon means to me.mp3
To me, Kanon is a fairy tale, best told on a sunny winter day.
Mood-wise, it encompasses all facettes of the season, be it the simple happiness of riding a sleigh down a slope or the dread of getting lost in the middle a snowstorm. It’s a fairy tale I want to be told to children as they’re growing up, for it is a story of initiation, the story of a young boy and many young girls, each of them facing their greatest trial yet. Seeing as death is part of every route, those trials could hardly be harsher.
And yet, they must not falter or run away. For sad memories can only be turned into happy ones if you face those trials, the likes of which may repeat themselves again and again for as long as we live.
But the best part of Kanon, to me, is that there’s always hope. Just like how the harsh winter is followed by the gentle spring, you should know that the next miracle might be waiting just around the corner to reward you for your bravery.