Night Time Ritual, Moss Green Lace Bralette

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AstraThorn

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Worn beneath desert skies during a quiet evening of ritual and writing.
Soft moss-green lace against skin, warm with presence.

This piece was worn while incense burned and the room filled with puff and shadow. It carries the hush of night, the warmth of a living body, and the residue of pa**ionate intention.

Held gently. Offered as a talisman.

Small-batch. No ma** trade.

25.00 AUD 175

Available Add-ons

Small Batch Photos
5 Photos of the ritual

+10.00 AUD

Large Batch Photos
10 photos of the ritual

+15.00 AUD

Video Clip
Video Clip of me "playing" with my favourite crystal

+25.00 AUD

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About AstraThorn

My name is Astra Thorn, siren, witch and enchantress.

What I offer:
Dark rituals
Intelligent fantasy
Controlled dominance
Psychological tease
Obsession spell work

I am not going to beg you for money, I don't need it, nor do I take requests for videos of me cleaning.

My items cost a little more due to me living remotely in the desert and postage being high - be prepared for them to take a little longer, all are vacuum sealed for freshness of scent and dark feminine energy.

I wasn’t born powerful.

Irish–Italian heritage, a broken lineage, old magic lost when my family crossed borders and learned to survive instead of remember. There were whispers of Romani women, *strega* hands, sight pa**ed down without language. No one taught me what I carried.

I was a sensitive youth with green eyes who saw too much. Pain was everywhere. Silence taught me faster than kindness ever did. The others sensed I was different and kept their distance. They were right to.

Books raised me. Especially the forbidden ones. I learned early that attention is currency and restraint is power.

My femininity came without mercy. Men were drawn to me before I understood why. By nineteen I was dancing at the infamous Windmill Club in Soho, where they paid not to touch me , but to sit, to talk, to feel claimed by my focus. The other girls hated me. I still didn’t know what I was.

For years I let others feed on me. I mistook depletion for love. I gave my body, my energy, my devotion away until there was almost nothing left.

Then my heart broke.

And something ancient woke up.

I stopped begging for desire. I stopped explaining myself. I learned how obsession really works, not through force, but through precision.

I don’t chase.
I don’t beg.
I don’t trap.

I allow fixation.
I decide who is worthy of my attention.

I am Astra.
If you’re here, you already know why.

AstraThorn currently has 15 items available & joined All Things Worn 4 months ago

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