There are moments when you just want to become light itself.
Transparent flowers bloom at your collarbone, tiny angels sway gently with every breath you take. This isn't decoration—it's the embodiment of your inner softness, those tender feelings you rarely speak aloud, those quiet dreams tucked away in your heart.
When sunlight passes through crystal, scattering into fragments of luminous shadow, you'll understand: beauty never needs to announce itself loudly. It simply needs to exist.
For those who believe in magic. For moments of gentle self-kindness. For all the times you want to be embraced by light.
