When the mist first thinned over Ynys Môn, Ungorn was the first of the five to step out of it — silver-white, horn catching the light, mane breaking into shards of violet, magenta and sea-blue.
The unicorn has walked through Welsh and wider Celtic imagination for centuries: the beast that cannot be caught by force, only approached by the pure of heart. Ungorn carries that old meaning forward. It is gentle, exact, and hard to corrupt. It sees the good in things and refuses to sneer at it.
That is not softness. The old stories are clear that the unicorn's horn could pierce armour. Ungorn keeps promises other people forgot they made. Soft voice, steel spine.
Its traits are integrity, wonder, patience and light. Wear Ungorn if you protect the part of yourself that still hopes — the part the world has been trying to talk you out of for years.
On the chest sits the creature's eye, a small faceted gem — the mark you wear facing the world. On the back, the beast itself turns in profile. Rare on the front. Legend on the back.