Ecclesia Noctis

A sacred relic torn from the rafters of a midnight mass, ‘Ecclesia Noctis’ is more than a necklace—it is a cathedral in miniature. The cross, heavy with the weight of a hundred whispered prayers, rises like a spire of shadow and shattered light. Black metal twists into filigree as delicate as a sinner’s last confession, studded with rhinestones that glint like stained glass in candleflame. Strands of onyx beads coil like rosaries undone, their glossy surfaces interrupted by silver chain—the metallic whisper of chains or perhaps unspoken vows. To wear it is to drape oneself in the hush of a forbidden ritual, where devotion and defiance are jeweled accomplices.