The Winter Skeleton: Physical Strangulation of Softness

Mortals are always eager to decorate vanity with pure white softness, but these seemingly fragile skins that could perish at any moment must submit to the order of pig iron.

This is an extremely cruel physical annexation. Freezing, highly expansive silver-white metal branches spread like frost across the ruins; they enclose territory and build walls upon your crown, brutally strangling the sentimental softness of mortals inside the hard metal skeleton. The pure white double-petaled flowers dotted within have long lost their life's warmth, becoming pale specimens forcibly propped up by a cold, hard order. Any unauthorized grasping of thoughts is deemed a breach of contract; only truths filtered through this iron bone are permitted to pass. Wear this scrap iron, and let it crush your hypocritical ego.