From the depths where light dares not linger, Krakenne rises. This necklace pairs pale aquamarine shards with faceted dark purple beads and silver fish clasp details, their alternating gleam echoing scales and seafoam. Anchoring the piece is a silver pendant — not a delicate siren, but a true sea-creature of legend: a mermaid whose form tilts more fish than woman, a reminder of the ocean’s primal power.
In the Faewilde, Krakenne is no songstress luring sailors with promises of beauty. She is the undertow — the force that drags down those who trespass too close. Whispers tell of her ruling the black-water trenches below Síos, where even the boldest skeletons of the Cemetaerie dare not stray. Her name is spoken with reverence and fear alike, for she embodies the ocean’s oldest truth: its hunger.
This is no trinket of pretty seashells. Krakenne is a warning dressed in elegance, a chain of gemstones carrying the tide’s eternal pull. Wear it, and you do not merely carry the ocean’s grace — you carry its threat.
