A flower born of the minerals and rocks of cliffside cracks. The way its petals blow in the wind makes it seem alive.
A hard feather from a large seacliff hawk. The basalt tip of the feather sometimes glistens with a cool dew.
A sundial carved from a single, large piece of jade. Its lined with a pattern that silently records the passage of time.
A resplendent yet dignified wine goblet, once filled to the brim in an era long gone.
A solemn mask exquisitely carved from basalt. Its hollow eyes stare ahead expressionless and cold.