The Wrong Ballet (A Fairy Story in Three Acts)

It is a sad fact that on this earth something dreamed remains forever just that a dream. It has nothing of reality, solidity, tangibility about it. It has nothing of a satisfying substance to it which either engenders individual or shared memories to be relished and, if the dream is a pleasantly fulfilling one, enjoyed to the full.

So it is with this story of a theatre director's passion for a ballet and later a passion for one of his colleagues. Though neither of these passions existed in this reality they are no less real than any that have been felt by men and women who have lived (or who still live) on this planet. And though the reader may look for the Théâtre Piccolo in the Quartier Latin on a map of Paris, it will not be found. It, too, has been conjured from the æther by the magic of creative thought.

May, 1913. Victor Lapin, the Director of the Théâtre Piccolo in the Quartier Latin of Paris, France has fallen in love with Ballets Russes and he is desperate to entice this 'ballet phenomenon' to perform their sensational new ballet, 'The Rite of Spring', in his theatre. He fails in his attempt to seek an appointment with the ballet company's Director, Serge Diaghilev. Just as Victor is about to give up the idea as hopeless his assistant, Claudine Cheval, has an inspiration. Her good intentions lead her, Victor, and even the Théâtre Piccolo, in a direction that no one could have foreseen!

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