The First Unfinished

An intricate, asymmetrical framework of polished moon-silver and floating glass shards that never quite join to form a whole. It lacks a glass pane on its northern face, leaving the inner flame exposed to the world. The flame within is not fire, but a swirling mist of soft lavender and gold light that pulses in time with the holder's heartbeat. It emits a faint, melodic hum like a distant choir and smells of damp earth and rain-washed pine.