The butterfly can cross fields.
But what if, beyond the field, lies the sea?

You don’t know how deep the sea runs,
how fiercely the waves crash—
only that the world has never been gentle.
And still, you flew.

This earring carries that memory:
A raw aquamarine stone, like a lone piece of floating ice on the sea’s surface,
carrying the brief rest of a flyer.
A butterfly crafted in 925 silver perches atop it,
waiting to spread its wings again.

These aren’t just earrings.
They’re a monument.

To the one who never backed down before the crashing waves.
To the one who, for love, for dreams,
for a misunderstood self,
chose to fly through the cold without hesitation.