PHOENIX RISING Ayaka Jasper Stone Necklace

I walked through the doorway and was standing in the past on the very soul from which she burned and returned to. She was fire. Every wish & desire rose with the smoke away from her. Slowly, her essence faded. The flames dwindled and went out. Her white form vaporized into the silent canyon air. Those who step foot in the soil where she burned can feel her attempt to access their souls. She even shows herself to the weak, a white mist, then withdraws like a thief. Stone about 2”