And the Little Fox said:
"What happens when we’re dead?
Will you still love me?
Does love carry on?"
His mother cradled him against her as they watched the night, the moon in darkness and the stars shining.
"Look at the stars, Little Fox, how they twinkle and glitter! Some of them have been dead for a long time. But they’re still shining in the night sky because, as you can see Little Fox, Love, like the stars, never dies."