Time has kissed every crack of this hand-carved guardian. Draped in ember-red with a bowl extended, he offers emptiness as nourishment—stillness as gift. His mirrored collar catches the light, but it’s the quiet in his gaze that holds you.
Time has kissed every crack of this hand-carved guardian. Draped in ember-red with a bowl extended, he offers emptiness as nourishment—stillness as gift. His mirrored collar catches the light, but it’s the quiet in his gaze that holds you.
