CandleGrayshoal Lantern Candle
Sea salt, driftwood smoke, and oakum.
Hand-poured in a weighted green glass that throws the light of the lantern across the room. Burns for 60 hours; longer if you're counting.
$38
A fogbound coast
The Lantern Keepers
Lighthouse witches who trade memories for safe passage through the storm.
The World
On the Grayshoal Coast, a lighthouse burns green at the new moon. The keepers are three sisters bound to the stone — each one a witness to every shipwreck the tower has ever seen. Sailors leave a memory at the door. In return, the lantern turns for them.
The tower was built from ships the sea refused to keep. Bones of oak and iron. Every plank still remembers the hands that laid it down.
The youngest sister, Vessa, never sleeps. She carries the names of the drowned in a ledger that grows a page each tide. When it rains, the ink rises.
No ship has ever been lost to Grayshoal. Every ship has lost something.
“Bring me a memory bright enough to burn, and the lantern will find you home.”
The Collection
Made From the Story
Every item here is pulled from a scene the sisters already lived. Light the candle and the tower lights with you.
Candle
TeaThe Keepers' Vigil
Smoked black tea with bergamot and kelp.
The sisters drink it through the long watches. Bracing, briny, faintly sweet. Steep five minutes and drink it like you mean to stay awake for something.
$24
ArtifactVessa's Ledger
A bound notebook with a single name already inside.
Hand-stitched cover in weathered linen, brass clasp, 120 pages of cotton rag. The first page carries a name the sisters asked us to remember. The rest are yours.
$68
ArtifactMemory Vial
Sealed glass for what you'd rather forget.
Blown glass, twine-wrapped, stoppered with cork and wax. Comes with a slip of paper and written instructions the keepers are willing to share.
$42
TeaFogsilver
White tea, jasmine, and a whisper of juniper.
Brewed for the moment the fog rolls in and the world goes soft at the edges. Best taken without sugar, in a room with one lamp lit.
$22
Keep wandering.
Four more worlds are waiting. Each has its own cast, its own weather, its own things you can hold.
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