They call her Thornet, though no one’s sure if it’s a name, a warning, or a title earned in battle.
This talismanic set of necklace and three bracelets draws on the sleek strength of pyrite, onyx, and citrine—each bead a gleaming echo of wings, armor, and sunlight filtered through danger. Some say it once belonged to a fae sentry whose sting was feared across realms, her flight silent, her justice swift.
Now, the legend rests on your collarbone.
There’s a balance here—between glint and shadow, buzz and silence. Citrine, pyrite, and onyx weave together like light caught in motion, their contrasts not a clash but a chorus. This set doesn’t demand attention—it draws it, like the flicker of wings just out of sight.
