Page 59 of The Witches Catalogue of Wanderlust Essentials (Natural Magic #2)

Lunar Lenses

I found them in a quiet optical shop in Geneva, tucked between a watchmaker’s and a tobacconist. The optician told me the lenses were crafted from a rare volcanic mineral, quarried only during moonless nights in Iceland. The frames, made of a titanium alloy, felt impossibly light when I slipped them on.

Stepping outside, they darkened instantly. Later, when I stepped inside a shadowed cathedral nave, they cleared without fanfare. The adjustment was seamless. Inscriptions I hadn’t noticed became legible from across the room. Tiny details in shadow took form. Patterns emerged. Night or day, near or far, these spectacles allow you to take it all in without squinting.

Since then, I’ve worn them from snowfields to catacombs, in sandstorms and fog-bound harbors. They’ve never once needed polishing, never once fogged.

What they provide isn’t just vision, it’s clarity.

Whether reading a worn map under moonlight or viewing an eclipse, my Lunar Lenses have helped me stay focussed on what matters, and quietly ignore what doesn’t.

Available in aviator, cat-eye, wire-rimmed, and thick-frame styles. Each pair comes in a soft leather case lined with sapphire blue silk.