‘Tideline Relic’

She was assembled from shipwreck whispers -each charm a chapter.

Shells softened by time, pearls kissed by salt, quartz,aquamarine and prehnite like dreams hardened into shape. A sterling chain binds them not as jewelry, but as memory. At her center,a portrait,a mark of the divine feminine who rules the tide.

Tideline is not a necklace.

She is a keepsake altar.

A ceremony of what you’ve found, what you’ve lost, and what washed back to you changed.

Wear her when your chaos feels holy. When you need to remember that beauty is not always delicate -sometimes, it’s layered and loud and lived in.