Morbid Oddities — handmade gothic glass dome with three mummified pigeon heads, black fur, hand-painted human skull and ornate nameplate inscribed Requiem Aeternam

Incubus Trium | Gothic

523,00 zł
Sale price  523,00 zł Regular price 
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Morbid Oddities — handmade gothic glass dome with three mummified pigeon heads, black fur, hand-painted human skull and ornate nameplate inscribed Requiem Aeternam

Incubus Trium | Gothic

523,00 zł
Sale price  523,00 zł Regular price 

A one-of-a-kind handmade glass dome — gothic, macabre, and deeply unsettling, for those who understand that the things that visit in the night are not always imagined.

Three mummified pigeon heads emerge from a bed of black fur, their gloomy eyes fixed to the sides. Between the claws, a hand-cast and hand-painted human skull rests in the dark — surrounded by black lace, cradled in shadow of his black fur.

Every element placed by hand. Every detail deliberate.


Details

  • 3 real preserved mummified pigeon heads
  • Black pigeon fur
  • Black pigeon feet
  • Hand-cast, hand-painted human skull
  • Black lace
  • Glass dome (cloche) on ornate legs
  • Hand-sanded, hand-stained, blackened wooden base
  • Ornate nameplate inscribed: Requiem Aeternam
  • Fully handmade arrangement

Processing


Ready to display. 

One of a kind — you will receive the exact piece shown.


Shipping


Carefully packaged to ensure safe delivery.
Original design — no copies permitted.


Size
16 × 12 cm


LORE

There are things that live in the corners of rooms — not in the walls, not under the floor, but precisely in the angle where two shadows meet. Incubus Trium is one of them. It does not move when you are watching. It has learned, over a very long time, that the most useful hours are the ones just before dawn, when the dreaming mind grows soft and the boundary between thought and feeling dissolves entirely. It comes then — quietly, on feet that make no sound — and opens the skull of the sleeper with great care, the way one opens a very old book. It takes what it finds there: the low hum of dread, the shapeless weight that sits on the chest, the fears that have no name and therefore cannot be argued with. It folds them neatly. It keeps them. It returns to its corner before the light changes. In the morning, you will not remember why you slept so well.

Requiem Aeternam.
Rest, if you can.

_______________________________

Dispatch & origin:

Shipped from Poland.
Tracking included with every order.

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