The Dead Are Jewels To Me

The story of a ruby is narrated, going from the empty fitting on the hand of an anonymous cadaver, back through generations of the owner’s family to its formation in the earth. It has a melancholy air, seeming to ask if people can be haunted by what they own, can what they own be haunted by them in their passing? Interesting little tale woven in this 5-minute short film.

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