David ANDRE-WOJCIECKOWSKI

The heat has become almost unbearable in the city. Every little street and narrow alley is filled with the blazing summer sun. Meanwhile, tucked away in the French Alps, the chalet Le Hameau de Marcandou in Courchevel feels like another world. Here, the pool shimmers in a rare icy blue, inviting you to dive right in. Valériane Le Moi, Eloïse Rey and Maya Otsoko do exactly that. They jump into the refreshing water, disappear beneath the surface, laugh, splash around, and enjoy themselves just as they did as children. Back then, the magic of summer had an almost irresistible power.

The snow lay in blue shadows across the mountains. It crackled softly, almost like a distant campfire. Breath moved through the cold air in thin golden-white lines, and the peaks stood there, calm and powerful, as if they had always known this day would come.