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Lament Of The Carved Slip On Shoes

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Some stories are not spoken. They are scratched into the bark of trees, burned into altar stones, or buried beneath layers of paper and time. Lament of the Carved draws from the 1882 edition of Household Stories from the Collection of the Bros. Grimm, illustrated by Walter Crane and translated by Lucy Crane—an edition long whispered to have been banned in several private libraries for being “too vivid, too sacred, too true.”

This design resurrects those woodcut-style illustrations, not to sanitize them, but to amplify their eerie majesty. Rendered in scorched orange and bone-black, the panels on these high-tops depict a nightmare masquerading as bedtime: women in lament, men in pursuit, and a forest alive with judgment. There is no princess here—only a girl turned symbol, a soul carved into lore.

It’s Snow White, yes—but it’s also the mother she lost, the stepmother she feared, and the thousand unnamed girls before and after her. This isn’t rescue—it’s record.

Wonders Whispered About These Wares

Powers Bestowed Upon the Possessor

Mark of the Witnessed Flame – Allows you to remember things no one else speaks of, and to speak them without flinching.

Script of the Unwritten – Lets you read between the lines of any tale—and write yourself into the ending that was denied.

Flesh of the Forested Stone – Blurs the boundary between what is living and what is legend—because sometimes, they are the same.

Jaded Lament Discovery Note

The Laments believe this shoe was first recovered in a fire-damaged box beneath the floorboards of an abandoned chapel. Wrapped in soot-stained cloth was a single note:

“She was carved before she was kissed.”

Why the Laments Loved This Artifact

• Features original 1882 illustrations from one of the most raw and untamed editions of Grimm’s tales

• Orange-black palette invokes bonfire stories, ancient warnings, and the violence of memory

• Snow White as symbol and specter, not sanitized savior

• A wearable reliquary of myth, carved from childhood and cracked wide for adulthood

Adored By (and Designed For)

• Those who read Angela Carter under candlelight

• Fairy tale historians who know how sharp the old versions were

• Wearers of blackened gold, rusted orange, and truths too wild for children’s shelves

• The myth-haunted, the legend-fed, the beautifully bitter

Atmospheres Clinging to These Relics

• Etched sorrow

• Mythic transformation

• Gothic reverence

• Funeral flame folklore

• Fairytale unrestored

These Vibes Shall Be the Emanation

This design is not the lullaby, but rather it’s the aftermath. It walks like folklore lit from within by grief, rage, and ritual. You don’t wear these to run away from the woods. You wear them because you’ve already been there, and you’re coming back on a mission.

Hymns to Strengthen Thy Enchanted Relic

Lend Thine Ear, Fortify Thy Powers. Invoke these chants whilst donning thy wares, that the enchantment might seep deeper into thy bones.

(1) “Blood” – Myrkur
Nordic folk and doom woven into a hymn—haunting, feminine, fierce.

(2) “All is Full of Love” – Björk
Otherworldly beauty through a distorted lens—fairy tale as machine and myth.

(3) “The Rattle Within” – Richard Thompson
Old-world grit and chant-like rhythm—perfect for shoes that walk through forgotten rites.

(4) “In the Green Wild” – Julia Holter
Whimsical, eerie, forest-borne dream pop—other timelines whispering through the branches.

(5) “We Have a Map of the Piano” – múm
Delicate and strange—like a Grimm tale slowly flooding through childhood memory.

This playlist feels like stepping into the part of the story the narrator skipped—the carved truth, the forest hush, the daughter left behind who carved her own ending.

  • Size Sorrows Be Gone

    The Laments Shall Stitch Another Pair If Yours Don’t Fit.

    • Fits true, like fate.
    • Removable insole—should you wish to walk a softer path.
    • Crafted from premium materials, blessed and battle-ready.
    • Canvas kissed by design, grounded by a rubber sole.
    • Colors hold fast like memory—vivid, precise, unforgettable.
    • Made-to-order, conjured just for you—no two pairs walk the same world.

  • Trade Routes, Tides & Transit

    A Note from the Laments Regarding Fulfillment: Each relic is conjured upon request, hand-wrought in our faraway atelier with care befitting the Old Ways. Most emerge within 5–10 days; arrival at your threshold may span 2–3 weeks, depending on tides, tempests, or logistics beyond mortal control.

    Some parcels may arrive separately—such is the nature of enchanted logistics.

    Should you harbor questions, omens, or mere curiosities, the Laments are always listening. Reach out at will.