Feral Equinox – When the Wild Comes Home
The veil between seasons thins, and something ancient stirs. Feral Equinox is the moment the summer sun exhales its last warm breath and the first cold whisper of autumn curls around your spine. It’s the season of amber skies, haunted orchards, and that strange, thrilling shift in the air when everything feels both alive and dying in the most beautiful way.
This collection captures the wild heart of the turning year — the part of you that grows restless when the days shorten, the part that remembers you were once untamed.
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Summers End — The final golden hours of heat clinging to your skin while storm clouds gather. Warm, sun-soaked notes fading into the first chill. The goodbye kiss of a season that never leaves quietly.
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Harvests Hollow — The abandoned barn you swear wasn’t open a moment ago. Dry hay, echoing wood, cider apples, and the sweet-rot promise of autumn rituals. It’s cozy… but something’s moving in the rafters.
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Autumnal Embrace — The forest pulling you back into its arms. Crisp leaves, earthy bark, soft smoke, and that impossible warmth you only feel when the world starts dying beautifully. Comforting, grounding, and just a little bit feral.
Let the season shift. Let the air sharpen. And let the wild inside you wake.
