Flexible sterling silver necklace set with black tourmalinated quartz

Worn by a pallid dancer who performed the old rites in a northern cathedral long after its congregation had frozen. It’s tines of undulating silver would have protected vitals. Or perhaps, enforced posture.

Appears to be a bound seraph, wings splayed apart revealing a tangle of sinew clinging to twin crystal shards. Glistening, yet clouded with dark needles. A dissection to expose the impurities within all. Even the divine.

Increases frost resistance. Slightly boosts poise.

"Do you hear that..?  the wings chime faintly when death is near, or so the old knights believed.. In truth, they chime always. Death is always near."