{"product_id":"mors-autumnalis-gothic","title":"Mors Autumnalis | Gothic","description":"\u003cp\u003e\u003cstrong\u003eA one-of-a-kind handmade glass dome\u003c\/strong\u003e — dark, ceremonial and utterly still, for those who find beauty in the moment the year begins to die.\u003c\/p\u003e\n\u003cp\u003eA real cat skull, its jaw cradling a pine cone, bears the weight of a real preserved \u003cem\u003eAmbragaeana ambra\u003c\/em\u003e — wings spread wide in amber and shadow. Mummified bird feet grip the skull's cheekbones with quiet, possessive tenderness, as though claiming what was always theirs. Around them: a shed snake skin, moss, and dried botanicals in the colours of a dying season — deep red, burgundy, gold and rust — arranged beneath a gothic glass dome that turns the whole into something between a reliquary and a warning.\u003c\/p\u003e\n\u003cp\u003eMors Autumnalis — \u003cem\u003eThe Death of Autumn\u003c\/em\u003e.\u003c\/p\u003e\n\u003cp\u003e___________________________________________\u003c\/p\u003e\n\u003cp\u003e\u003cstrong\u003eDetails:\u003c\/strong\u003e\u003c\/p\u003e\n\u003cul\u003e\n\u003cli\u003eReal cat skull\u003c\/li\u003e\n\u003cli\u003eReal preserved cicada — \u003cem\u003eAmbragaeana ambra\u003c\/em\u003e\n\u003c\/li\u003e\n\u003cli\u003eMummified bird feet with claws, gripping the skull's cheekbones\u003c\/li\u003e\n\u003cli\u003ePine cone, cradled in the skull's jaw\u003c\/li\u003e\n\u003cli\u003eReal shed snake skin\u003c\/li\u003e\n\u003cli\u003eMoss\u003c\/li\u003e\n\u003cli\u003eDried grasses and botanicals — red, burgundy, gold and rust\u003c\/li\u003e\n\u003cli\u003eGothic glass dome on ornamental legs\u003c\/li\u003e\n\u003cli\u003eDecorated dark wooden base\u003c\/li\u003e\n\u003c\/ul\u003e\n\u003cp\u003e___________________________________________\u003c\/p\u003e\n\u003cp\u003e\u003cstrong\u003eProcessing:\u003c\/strong\u003e\u003c\/p\u003e\n\u003cp\u003eReady to display.\u003c\/p\u003e\n\u003cp\u003eOne of a kind — you will receive the exact piece shown.\u003c\/p\u003e\n\u003cp\u003e___________________________________________\u003c\/p\u003e\n\u003cp\u003e\u003cstrong\u003eShipping\u003c\/strong\u003e\u003c\/p\u003e\n\u003cp\u003eCarefully packaged to ensure safe delivery.\u003c\/p\u003e\n\u003cp\u003eOriginal design — no copies permitted.\u003c\/p\u003e\n\u003cp\u003e___________________________________________\u003c\/p\u003e\n\u003cp\u003e\u003cstrong\u003eSize\u003c\/strong\u003e\u003c\/p\u003e\n\u003cp\u003e17 cm × 14 cm\u003c\/p\u003e\n\u003cp\u003e___________________________________________\u003c\/p\u003e\n\u003cp\u003e\u003cstrong\u003eLORE\u003c\/strong\u003e\u003c\/p\u003e\n\u003cp class=\"_p_1iy4o_107\"\u003e\u003cspan\u003eAutumn does not die quietly. She burns.\u003c\/span\u003e\u003c\/p\u003e\n\u003cp class=\"_p_1iy4o_107\"\u003e\u003cspan\u003eShe burns in the grasses that have forgotten how to be green, in the flowers that chose red over surrender, in the amber of wings that carried the last warmth of summer into the dark. The cat knew this. She had watched enough seasons end to understand that dying is not an absence — it is a transformation, slow and deliberate and terribly beautiful.\u003c\/span\u003e\u003c\/p\u003e\n\u003cp class=\"_p_1iy4o_107\"\u003e\u003cspan\u003eThe cicada came when the fires started. She settled on the skull like a crown, wings still holding the colour of the flame, body dark as the char beneath it. The bird feet followed, curling around the cheekbones with the quiet certainty of things that have already decided. The pine cone waited in the jaw, patient as a seed that knows it will outlast the winter.\u003c\/span\u003e\u003c\/p\u003e\n\u003cp class=\"_p_1iy4o_107\"\u003e\u003cspan\u003eUnder the glass, the season does not end. It simply holds its breath — suspended in the moment just before the last ember goes out, when everything is still warm, still golden, still impossibly alive.\u003c\/span\u003e\u003c\/p\u003e\n\u003cp class=\"_p_1iy4o_107\"\u003e\u003cspan\u003eThis is what autumn keeps, in the end: not the living, but the light.\u003c\/span\u003e\u003c\/p\u003e","brand":"Morbid Oddities","offers":[{"title":"Default Title","offer_id":60247752474958,"sku":null,"price":790.0,"currency_code":"PLN","in_stock":true}],"thumbnail_url":"\/\/cdn.shopify.com\/s\/files\/1\/1024\/0920\/8142\/files\/df010764-b340-4a98-8075-c8950831ceeb.jpg?v=1785338170","url":"https:\/\/morbid-oddities.com\/products\/mors-autumnalis-gothic","provider":"Morbid Oddities","version":"1.0","type":"link"}