These long, teardrop-shaped moss agates hold entire landscapes within them, lush swirls of lavender and green like shadowed canopies and moss-covered ruins. Each stone is a world unto itself, a fragment of forest frozen in time and lined with whispered power.
Suspended from shimmering cubic zirconia-lined bails and stainless steel hooks, they glint like dew caught in moonlight. Every movement calls attention to the slow sway of magic, subtle, but unmistakably present.
Thornwood Echo is for the sovereign of the wild edges, the keeper of lost things, the one whose silence speaks louder than words. She doesn’t follow paths, she forges her own.
