These enamel earrings in the shape of hands hold pieces of shrapnel removed from the eye and forehead of Denmark’s King Christian IV after he was wounded in battle. He gave the earrings to his mistress.
My body is a temple but the kind of temple built to contain a weeping elder chaos god that would elsewise bring calamity to all of mankind, a home to wildlife and untouched for eons, ensnaring adventurerers who come seeking fortune but find only their doom, but providing protection in return for offerings of food and backrubs from locals.