Odette

Odette began as a leaf in Magdalena's sketchbook. Her emerald satin gown was dyed to match the moss that grows on the old stones behind the workshop, and her filigree corset was built like a piece of forest jewellery. She is the forest queen of a story you half remember — the one who waits by the water, who knows the names of trees, who never rushes.

To hold her is to feel the hush of an afternoon when the light comes through the canopy in long green beams. Odette carries the patience of growing things, and the secret knowledge that beauty is often found off the path.