They are forever. They will always be Victoire and James, sure, but they are forever VictoireandJames, too.
She looks up at them one night and leans over to him. "James, stars are forever, right?"
"As forever as us."
He leans over to her, gently tapping her shoulder. "Vic, snow will never stop falling, right?"
"Never."
"Are we like the snow?"
Yes, love."
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So why haven't the stars burnt out and the snow ceased?
Because VictoireandJames are not forever.
