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  • The Standard Was Hers Boots - Jaded Lament
  • The Standard Was Hers Boots - Jaded Lament
  • The Standard Was Hers Boots - Jaded Lament
  • The Standard Was Hers Boots - Jaded Lament
  • The Standard Was Hers Boots - Jaded Lament
  • The Standard Was Hers Boots - Jaded Lament
  • The Standard Was Hers Boots - Jaded Lament
  • The Standard Was Hers Boots - Jaded Lament
  • The Standard Was Hers Boots - Jaded Lament
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The Standard Was Hers Boots

Joan of Arc Canvas Boots

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A battle cry wrapped in silk and shadow, The Standard Was Hers captures the moment when destiny bowed before defiance. Lifted from the 1906 edition of Personal Recollections of Joan of Arc—illustrated by Frank DuMond after the stirring painting by Jean-Jacques Scherrer—this design immortalizes the image of Joan, standard in hand, rising from the crowd like a living flame.

The artistry is intense and kinetic: crimson flags ripple, her stance bold and divine, the surrounding crowd fading into chiaroscuro chaos while her figure remains resolute. The shoe’s stark palette—blazing reds against ashen golds and inky blacks—summons both reverence and revolution. It's a design about power claimed, about myth becoming muscle.

Wonders Whispered About These Wares

Powers Bestowed Upon the Possessor

Bannerbearer's Flame – The unstoppable will to lift what must be lifted, even when the heavens stay silent.

Armor of the Chosen – The fierce, burning conviction that destiny bends when you demand it to.

Stormspeaker’s Charge – The power to summon revolution not with words, but with a step and a standard held high.

Jaded Lament Discovery Note

Rumors abound that this very scene was once stitched onto the battle robes of a rogue Lament general who claimed to hear prophecies in the hush before a storm. We’re not saying these shoes are blessed. But we’re not not saying it either.

Why the Laments Loved This Artifact

  • Surging silhouette of Joan lifting the banner: pure icon energy
  • Deep contrast and movement: the eye races across every side panel
  • Based on an 1896 painting and 1906 illustrated edition of Twain’s under-sung masterpiece
  • A luminous love letter to sacred female fury and mythic resilience
  • For those who march with ghosts and stand alone, blazing

Adored By (and Designed For)

  • Devotees of Joan of Arc and legendary female warriors
  • Readers of Personal Recollections of Joan of Arc and Twain completists
  • Fans of historical drama, medieval mystique, and Catholic iconography turned subversive
  • Those who have ever felt chosen for something greater—and lit the match themselves

Atmospheres Clinging to These Relics

  • Divine purpose
  • Sacred rebellion
  • Flag-bearing courage
  • Spiritual electricity
  • Fire in the blood

These Vibes Shall Be the Emanation

Pulled from the pyres of history, this design surges with feminine fire and fearless leadership. It's as if the battlefield paused to take a portrait—and the portrait burned its way into legend. A visual triumph of holy determination, political myth, and unrelenting will. The shoe feels destined, not designed.

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) "Glory and Gore" – Lorde
A sleek, modern hymn to battle, blood, and the glittering, bruised splendor of defiance.

(2) "Shake the Frost" – Tyler Childers
A raw, stirring call to awaken what’s been buried beneath quiet survival.

(3) "Take Back the Power" – The Interrupters
A bright, punchy battle cry for those who refuse to kneel.

(4) "Girl in Calico" – Tow'rs
Gentle but iron-backed—a song for bearing sacred banners through tender, battered fields.

(5) "Rebellion (Lies)" – Arcade Fire
A rising, anthemic command to stay awake, stay wild, and resist being lulled into silence.

This mix captures sacred defiance, chosen purpose, fire-born conviction, and the electric breathlessness of marching into legend.

The Tedious but Necessary Bits

  • 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.