4.12.16

Sixth Sense

Like a moth navigating the night, like the way blind tendrils find support to wind themselves about. If it defeats reason, doesn't make sense, maybe the sense it makes is not in the realm of one of the five.

This is a pair of earrings and a matching necklace. The silk is dark brownish, purplish black embellished heavily with a zig-zag line of glowing copper and black glass beads. The dark silver wire at the top is twisted into tendril-like coils that hint at antennae.

In the shop on Monday.

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