"Thorn Holy Fruit" Strawberry Crystal Dark Night Garden Collarbone Chain: The heart chakra crystallizes in the process of refinement, and the chakra is your Rosary

True healing is never painless forgiveness.
It is a thorny vine that strangles and decays
It is the deep roots that Pierce through the frozen soil to extract hidden springs
It is in the midst of broken walls and ruins
A berry that refuses to rot
Take oneself as a lamp
Illuminate the path of rebirth.
This cruel yet gentle alchemy,
Forged into a miniature altar around your neck
"Thorn Holy Fruit" collarbone chain
With crystals as blades and pain as prayers,
Refine your complete light.

🌹 dedicated to those:

A brave person who dares to expose the gunshot wound that has not yet healed to the public.
The gardener who nurtures blood-colored roses in the darkest garden.
The alchemist who cast tears and rust into a sacred emblem.
A clear-headed victim who knows that completeness must be broken.

"Thorn Holy Fruit" collarbone chain
It is by no means a token of love.
It is

A miniature passion church worn above the life gate
A continuous heart chakra alchemy that offers pain as a sacrifice
A dark and healing poem written with crystals and metals.
Let you, every time the pain strikes,
Touching the marks of the thorns on the neck, the pulsation of the sacred fruit, and the cold light of the obelisk
And be well aware that -
This physical body，
It is your ruin.
It is also your altar.
And that one lies deep within the thorns
The fruit of blood crystal refined by oneself，
It is called immortality.

Bleed to Bloom. Suffer to Sanctify.