I shaped a rectangle of silver, a small fortress of quiet strength. Inside it, a fern spirals upward, sensing change, leaning gently. It whispers: remain flexible. Move with the wind.
This ring is a reminder: I am my own ground. Sturdy. Whole. Rooted in myself. No storm can unmake me. I bend, but I do not break. I keep growing.
Within the Fern.
Forged with recycled silver.