Torasuchii beru: Shopan no yume2007

Frederic Francois Chopin:
[voiceover, as a scene from the game's opening plays out] I won't let you die, Polka. After all, you've only been alive for fourteen years. A fourteen-year old girl must live her life. When the sun is out, they hide in their buds and then open their blossoms only when it is truly important. Drawing in even the faintest amount of light, they decisively embody it. They wait for the moment when the world is trapped in darkness and then blossom with glowing light. And in doing so reflect something that people can never see. On the grassy plain, they paint a picture of the star-filled night sky, that was blotted out by the city lights. Isn't it pitch black around you? Isn't the world covered in darkness? Now, Polka. Come. It's two o'clock in the morning. The time for you to blossom has come. Do you remember? You said it was up to me whether I wanted to call them heaven's mirror or death lights. I'm still allowed to choose, am I not? Well then, I shall make my definitive choice right now. That flower that so resembles you; that flower that boldly challenges the darkness; I choose to call it Heaven's Mirror!