A Cuppa, a Chat, and the Birth of a Tiny Sparkle There I was, nursing a rather strong brew on a drizzly Tuesday morning, watching the rain patter against the workshop window. It was one of those quiet moments, the kind that often sparks an idea, or at least a good daydream. My mind, as it often does, drifted to all the lovely folk out there, planning their big moments, their 'forever' commitments. And then, it hit me – a thought that had been gently brewing for a while, much like my tea: what about a ring that speaks volumes through its quiet confidence, rather than shouting from the rooftops?...
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