Diesel Jewellery Holiday
Web / 2007
This Holiday section of the Jewellery site keeps us rooted in the universe of Mr Rousseau- Fontaine, the surrealist jeweller. Only this time, we focus on another part of his shop, where we come across a book titled ‘The Black Knight and the Calamitous Dragon’, which reveals itself to be a very special pop-up book. Once you turn the first page, a whole world explodes out of it, unveiling an animated Christmas tale with a surreal twist.
Once upon a time in a land not far from here in a village near a dark forest, there lived a beautiful girl with the greenest emerald eyes. It was Christmas Eve and she was due to marry the Prince of the Kingdom the following morning at the castle. It should have been a day of joy, but she was sad, for the marriage had been arranged by her greedy parents. Her true love was an honest local boy - the son of the blacksmith.
Unbeknownst to the prince, the two lovers continued their secret love affair and on this, the eve of the royal wedding, they planned to take their future into their own hands. At the strike of midnight, they were to meet at the forest to leave the village behind and start a new life in a land far away...
Excerpt from the ‘The Black Knight and the Calamitous Dragon’
...As he stood there, he removed his gauntlet to reveal a black leather clad hand adorned with a black Signet Ring, a ring that granted its bearer eternal life. He raised this hand, and the moonlight bounced of its shiny black surface, reflecting the ring’s seal into the den as a luminous light. But the lair was empty.
Suddenly from behind he heard a noise. He turned abruptly, and the moonlight flashed off the razor sharp blade as he drew and then plunged the sword into the heart of the dragon which had appeared behind him.
As the dragon slumped to the ground the Knight faltered as he looked into the dragons eyes...eyes the colour of greenest emerald. He lifted his visor to reveal his face - the face of the blacksmith’s son. The dragon shed a tear and as the tear ran down its face, the dragon burst into a million black stones and where once there was the dragon, lay the beautiful girl.
As she drew her last breath, she looked longingly into the face of her loyal lover, who had spent more then his lifetime searching for her. And so, she closed her eyes for the last time. The Knight, head bowed and broken slipped the ring of eternal life off his finger and was lifted towards the sky.
And his tears turned into snow that covered the village and does so every year on Christmas Eve until the end of time.
Excerpt from the ‘The Black Knight and the Calamitous Dragon’
