Blood Moon Passage

A shadowed figure steps into the unknown, silhouetted against a rising blood moon—his coat swept by a phantom wind, his path lit by crimson haze. Blood Moon Passage evokes this moment of eerie stillness and unseen peril, with rich ruby reds deepening into moody wine and shadowed burgundy. It’s a tonal yarn for unraveling mysteries under a velvet sky, for knitting in secret parlors by candlelight. Each skein carries the hush of footsteps on cobblestone and the promise of something just out of sight.