Forest Medicine potion bottle teeming with life, featuring a deer who’s sprouted mushroom antlers, tree and fern silhouettes, a wee crescent moon, and emerald green cubic zirconia. Hanging from a cast twig, suspended on an 18" sterling silver chain.
I want to escape away into the forested night, under the darkened tree cover, a sliver of moonshine peaking through the canopy. Gliding through the undergrowth with the horned ones, effortlessly weaving around root and prickle, hearing only the thud-thud-thud of blood pumping in my ears and the rustle below my hooves. Libertine ecstasy, both ancient and new.