Small trillion-cut labradorite cabochons, bezel-set in sterling silver and hung from simple shepherd's hooks. Grey at rest — then the light shifts and a cold blue fire moves across the stone, there and gone.
The setting keeps out of the way: a plain rubbed-silver frame, a coil at the wire, nothing more. Light on the ear, easy to wear all day, quietly alive whenever they catch the sun.
For the ones who like their sparkle earned, not announced.
