From the antique mall of my mind. The words are an escape down the rabbit hole of oblivion. The master is walking down the hall and the rain is pouring down a spout from outside to inside of baron room. The room is dimly lit with candles and the middle center of the opposite wall is a simple black leather couch. We sit on the couch and watch the rain trickle down the down the wall like a score of ants and we speak the words, “Let there be solace in the next life.” “My eyes have seen too much and they are very tired.” Then we nap peacefully until the moment is right to get up and do it all over again.

One of a kind, complimentary overnight shipping in the US. Freshwater black pearl. Solid Sterling Silver. The character is built in. Sale price until March 15th, 2024