Victorinox Moomin – Tales from Moominvalley
Tales from Moominvalley is Tove Jansson’s beloved Moomin book published in 1962. Unlike the other books, Tales from Moominvalley is a book of short stories, not a novel. One of the main themes of the book is to find yourself and to be accepted.
To follow the successful launch of the first Moomin tools by Victorinox in 2017, Victorinox is bringing the new Moomin Collector’s Edition 2018-2019 to the market with the Tales from Moominvalley theme. The loveable stories by Tove Jansson come to life with her original illustrations used in the tools.
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Moomintroll and Snufkin
“Snufkin sighed and cast his line into the river. His new boat bobbed in the current, shining brightly red. He knew that Moomintroll wouldn’t like fishing today. The Groke take it all…”
-Tove Jansson, Tales from Moominvalley
The Spring Tune
“May I warm myself by your fire?” the creep continued, its wet little face shining with happiness. “Just think of it, then I’ll be the creep who has sat by Snufkin’s camp-fire. I’ll never forget that.”
-Tove Jansson, Tales from Moominvalley
The Last Dragon
“The Dragon yawned and hissed. It gave the butterfly net a good bite and started to purr like a small engine. And suddenly it flapped out under the ceiling and began flying around in circles.”
-Tove Jansson, Tales from Moominvalley
Hemulen who loved silence
“I’d like to build myself a doll’s house”, the hemulen whispered. “the most beautiful doll’s house in the world, with lots and lots of rooms, and all of them silent and solemn and empty… Now the hemulen laughed so hard they had to sit down.
-Tove Jansson, Tales from Moominvalley
Invisible Child
“Days went by, and Ninny was still without a face. They became customed to seeing her pink dress marching along behind Moominmamma… a bit above the dress a big rose-pink bow was bobbing in thin air.”
-Tove Jansson, Tales from Moominvalley
The secret of Hattifatteners
“His thoughts glided along like the boat, without memories or dreams, they were like grey wandering waves that didn’t even want to reach the horizon. Moominpappa stopped trying to talk to the hattifatteners. He sat staring seawards, just as they did, his eyes had turned pale like theirs, taking the colour of the sky.”
– Tove Jansson, Tales from Moominvalley
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