Some fairies are made of sparks, and some of the sparks themselves choose to dance.
Cinderdancer twirls where fire meets air, her wings scattering embers like confetti. Carnelian beads burn warm and alive, while faceted clusters shimmer like flames caught mid-spin. Snow quartz softens the edges, like the glow of ash cooling at the edges of the blaze — a reminder that even fire has its moments of grace.
At the center, a silver fairy leaps as though she’s stepped straight out of the firelight, every curve alive with motion. She doesn’t burn to destroy; she burns to dazzle, to remind you that passion is as much about joy as it is about heat.
This necklace isn’t quiet. It isn’t meant to be. It’s a celebration of movement, of sparks that refuse to fade, and of the fae who turn cinders into a stage.
