Echoes of the Violet

Hold this integral piece, and you grasp a fragment of a silent cosmos. Born from a single, unbroken block of Blue-Purple Cat’s Eye Obsidian, it is a testament to the absolute: where the shimmering, chatoyant soul of the stone is carved into a singular, lethal curve.

There is no seam, no joint—only the fluid transition from the raw strength of the handle to the haunting, rippled edge of the crescent. It speaks of a lost heritage, of the master’s breath held in suspense, and the zero-margin dance between the artisan’s hammer and the stone’s ancient heart. To hold it is to feel the pulse of a frozen star, shaped by the hands of the present to honor the spirits of the past.