While I sleep, I start to dream. There is a little girls voice. At first I don't know what she is saying. But then it becomes clear.
"It's a dream. I'm dreaming. It's the same one I have everyday, and it never ends. Red snow, a whole world stained in red."
"A small child is crying, Almost eclipsing the sunset. I wanted to at least wipe away his tears. But my hands wouldn't leave my sides. His tears, streaming down his cheeks, disappeared into the snow."
"All I could do was watch, it was so frustrating, and sad. 'It'll be alright, don't cry. I promise.' I can't help but to wonder who's words those were. They seem too far away to be mine."
"Then the dream fades to a distant color. It fades to a promise.
Her voice is all I can hear in the dream. Then at that point always in the dream, I wake up.