Author: Praskovia Vlasova (Girhasha)
Material: sterling silver or bronze.
Diameter: 5 cm (2 in)
"Why is the Insane One crying? What does she see in her wild dreams? While you are sleeping, Forsaken One, the seven winds are playing with your feathers in my attic.
Unborn daughter, who longs for her mother, please sit on the edge of the cradle tonight. Sit and lull my child.
The rain will take the place of the heat, and the flesh will turn into ashes. The ashes will become an owl’s wings; I will wear them this winter. Open the gate to me, Insane One, there is a long way in front of me.
Do not leave the cradle and do not close your eyes while the winds are singing above the wasteland.
Do not cry, my child, I will return in the darkest night of the year."