Koevasi: Never alive with a mere human life, and therefore not now a ghost; one that now receives no worship, but is the subject of stories only, without any religious consideration. This is Koevasi. How she came into existence no one knows; she made things of all kinds; she became herself the mother of a woman from whom the people of the Solomon Islands descend. She is the author of death by resuming her cast off skin. 

Made with blue paracord woven around galvanised / earrings come with a french hook finishing.

H Y B R I D C E L L S | Molana Sutton

Daughter of bloods converged
Shapeshifter of hair, flesh and bone
She knows your intent

Eyes glinting
Her laughter
Drowns the squalling tempests

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