FRONT / BACK
The Compass of Yugas
"Some stories are not written in words. They are written in the choices we make, the eras we survive, and the identity we carve for ourselves."
Half temple spire, half human face — the crest on its back is carved from the idea that every age, every yuga, leaves its mark on who we become. On the chest, a compass rose stands for the stance you take when the world keeps turning: rooted in where you came from, still pointed at what's next.





