Handcrafted and recycled silver half crown Midnight winter solstice at Stonehenge necklace pendant

The air is fragile and cold,

Cold enough for breath to frost on lips,

Cold enough that the wind has blown still and quiet.

The clear light of the moon sings a haunting song,

Played to the backing track of the stars.

The great, grey stones hunch,

Wide and proud,

Older than time,

They rest.