{"product_id":"flutter-mini-satchel","title":"Flutter Mini Satchel","description":"\u003cp\u003eIn the purple mist-shrouded garden of an old Gothic castle, lived a witch mother who crafted enchanted leather goods.\u003cbr\u003eHer little daughter was born with translucent purple butterfly wings, always fluttering around the purple rose bushes. Every time she scraped her wing tips on thorns and ran home crying, the witch mother would tuck her into a magic cocoon hanging from the rose vines: lined with moon-kissed velvet, dotted with drifting fluorescent stardust, all wounds would heal after a short nap, and even the saddest feelings would be quietly absorbed by the cocoon.\u003cbr\u003eWhen her daughter turned 18 and was leaving the castle to study in the human world, the witch mother spent three full moon nights making this pair of mother-daughter bags.\u003cbr\u003eThe smaller bag for the daughter was embroidered with a fully spread purple butterfly, named Flutter Voyage. The mother wove seven protective charms into the butterfly wings, stroked her daughter's hair and said: \"Fly wherever your heart leads you in the outside world. If you ever get tired or feel wronged, touch the butterfly on the bag, and the magic I wove will stay with you for me.\"\u003cbr\u003eThe larger bag she kept for herself was embroidered with a butterfly cocoon wrapped in carved vines, named Cocoon Hearth. She secretly sewed the first butterfly scale her daughter shed as a child, the first lopsided crayon drawing her daughter ever made for her, and dried purple roses from that spring's harvest into the inner lining. Whenever she missed her daughter, she would touch the cocoon pattern, and it would glow with warm purple light, just like the warmth of her daughter leaning against her knee and swinging her feet when she was little.\u003cbr\u003eOn Mother's Day, when the daughter pushed open the garden gate with the bag slung over her shoulder, the wind drifted through the roses, and the patterns on both bags lit up with tiny glimmers at the same time. The daughter handed the freshly picked purple roses to her mother's arms and smiled: \"I've flown so far, but the only place I ever want to land, is always in your cocoon.\"\u003c\/p\u003e","brand":"Vexskulls","offers":[{"title":"Premium Vegan Leather","offer_id":43655216070734,"sku":null,"price":89.0,"currency_code":"USD","in_stock":true}],"thumbnail_url":"\/\/cdn.shopify.com\/s\/files\/1\/0727\/5469\/2174\/files\/898a4efa19257c9f3338d17f343f050f.png?v=1776748759","url":"https:\/\/vexskulls.com\/products\/flutter-mini-satchel","provider":"Vexskulls","version":"1.0","type":"link"}