High Jewellery
There are stones worth crossing the world for.
All that darkness.
For this much light.
Some stones require a certain scale.
We see no reason to argue.
This season
Her
Like her. Never her.
What about the metal?
What about it?
A darker green.
An unusual edge. A white flower caught in the grass at night. There you are.
The stone
Bought where it comes out of the ground, and cut to the drawing rather than to the market.
The metal
Yellow, white, rose, platinum. Enough to hold, never enough to interrupt.
