Whispers in the Faewilde tell of a coffin so small it could fit in the palm of your hand. Who would need such a thing? A cursed Thumbelina, turned to a vampire? A fairy who traded wings for fangs? Or perhaps it’s nothing more than a trinket carried by mortal LARPers who don’t realize the story behind it.
This necklace holds that mystery. Smooth red jade and glossy onyx are strung together with flashes of gold, drawing the eye toward the lacquer-red coffin pendant, etched with a golden cross. It’s too small for any human burial, too fine for a mortal craft. Whatever its origin, it’s a relic that seems to have slipped between the worlds — fairy and human, light and shadow.
Crimson Coffin isn’t just jewelry. It’s a question hanging at your throat: who lies within, and what stories follow them out of the dark?
