The darkness…almost engulfed us this year, but our unity…gave us strength. Our shared light…showed us the truth.As we part for another year, let us remember that darkness is only the absence of light…and all winters end.
C: Can you hear it, Vincent?
V:Only the quiet…and the wind outside, crying to get in.
C:Listen! You can hear it if you try…the music…
V:Yes…I hear it.
Catherine…that question you asked me earlier…
C:I remember.
Wordless, Vincent guides her out into the room. Together they move off out of frame.
We angle down from above. Catherine and Vincent, in each other’s arms, are tiny figures at the far end of the huge chamber.
Behind them, etched in the lantern light, their shadows dance against the wall, vast and silent and graceful, waltzing to a private music that only they can hear.
