Thornline Ring

Iris spent one summer helping her uncle mend a barbed wire fence line at the edge of his property — she remembers hating it at first, how something meant to protect could look so unfriendly. He told her that was the whole point: soft things need a line somewhere, or they get walked all over. She kept that thought long after the fence was fixed. Thornline wears the same lesson — a little sharp on the surface, on purpose, so the rest of you doesn't have to be. For the days you need your edges to do the work your words don't have to.