Fate. Flora. Forgotten Things.

Pardon us, this website is an enchantment in progress — Lunaphe Wyrd is still unfurling. What you see is the quiet weaving of our heart, our soul, and the magic that binds them.

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Lunaphe Wyrd is a quiet rebellion against the disposable.

Here, wildflowers are pressed and preserved like memories. Lost trinkets are cast in resin like fossilised spells.

Every piece is handcrafted in small rituals — slow, imperfect, and entirely one-of-a-kind.

This is jewellery for the storykeepers. The hedgewalkers. The ones who find beauty in the broken and weave magic into their everyday.

Made by one, for the coven

Every piece is handmade by Emma — mother, collector, and sorceress of the sentimental.

Lunaphe Wyrd was born from a longing to preserve fleeting beauty; to make something sacred from what would otherwise fade.

Book Of Shadows