The Fringe of Eternity

Dripping with leather fringe like the unraveling threads of fate, The Fringe of Eternity sways with every step as though it carries the ghosts of lost hours. Each vintage watch face along its strap is a silent oracle — dials weathered, hands halted, forever caught mid-second. Together, they form a chain of remembrance, binding the past to the present in a morbidly beautiful covenant.

The suede body softens the weight of time, a relic reborn into something wild and untamed. It is the bag of a wanderer who does not fear decay, but wears it proudly, knowing that every fray and every crack whispers: time was here, and it will not return.

To hold this piece is to walk in rhythm with forgotten hours — a fashion relic for souls who know eternity is stitched in leather and silence.

“He has made everything beautiful in its time. Also, he has put eternity into man’s heart…” — Ecclesiastes 3:11